deepundergroundpoetry.com
VANILLA
My sheets smell like Victoria’s Secret,
I sure miss my lady.
I know she yearns for me.
Next time, I’ll treat her right,
As always.
I want to lay her down.
Spread her across my bed,
Then Vanilla with her like crazy.
I want to Vanilla with my baby.
She likes my Vanilla,
And I hers.
We’re simply compatible,
Like two peas in a pod.
Our Vanilla is intense.
Picture this, first
She let’s me kiss her lips...
Gently.
Though she dislikes the hickies,
She likes it when I lick her neck...
and that spot behind her ear
Very Gently.
I hold her tightly,
Then I kiss her over and over again...
Very Very Gently.
It makes her feel secure.
Here’s the thing,
When we Vanilla...
My baby and I,
The whole world stands still.
Everything else ceases to exist
It’s like we’re in wonderland.
We often Vanilla.
We make love like animals,
Like Beauty and the Beast!
After she lets me unstrap her bra,
The twins leap for joy.
Her excited nipples get wild in my mouth,
Sliding between my tongue like candy.
I caress the twins in romantic fashion,
Until she can’t take it anymore.
It's moans...silence...then
“Baby, I want you!”
“It’s all yours papi...take me!”
Before we delve any deeper,
I like to kiss her whole body.
Call it warm-up.
She rewards my efforts with ecstatic moans,
I lick her belly,
As I head to Jerusalem,
The Holy land.
I smell her thighs,
She gasps.
Her thighs always smell like flowers.
She tries to resist in vain,
For I persist till she surrenders.
She let’s me take off her knickers,
I hold her hips to kiss the Holy land
She gets restless.
When it gets too sweet,
Her hips sway uncontrollably
From side to side...then up and down.
I slide in a finger or two,
She moans...She's crazy.
After she’s all worked up,
I go up and whisper in her ears
“Tell me what you want mio?”
She moans some more,
“I want it in papi...”
Granted!
I like to gaze deep into her eyes,
We both enjoy missionary.
Talk about connecting.
Sometimes she prefers to ride with it,
Sometimes I insist on doggy....
But all the time,
We emphasize on fulfillment.
She love me...I love her more.
I sure miss my lady.
I know she yearns for me.
Next time, I’ll treat her right,
As always.
I want to lay her down.
Spread her across my bed,
Then Vanilla with her like crazy.
I want to Vanilla with my baby.
She likes my Vanilla,
And I hers.
We’re simply compatible,
Like two peas in a pod.
Our Vanilla is intense.
Picture this, first
She let’s me kiss her lips...
Gently.
Though she dislikes the hickies,
She likes it when I lick her neck...
and that spot behind her ear
Very Gently.
I hold her tightly,
Then I kiss her over and over again...
Very Very Gently.
It makes her feel secure.
Here’s the thing,
When we Vanilla...
My baby and I,
The whole world stands still.
Everything else ceases to exist
It’s like we’re in wonderland.
We often Vanilla.
We make love like animals,
Like Beauty and the Beast!
After she lets me unstrap her bra,
The twins leap for joy.
Her excited nipples get wild in my mouth,
Sliding between my tongue like candy.
I caress the twins in romantic fashion,
Until she can’t take it anymore.
It's moans...silence...then
“Baby, I want you!”
“It’s all yours papi...take me!”
Before we delve any deeper,
I like to kiss her whole body.
Call it warm-up.
She rewards my efforts with ecstatic moans,
I lick her belly,
As I head to Jerusalem,
The Holy land.
I smell her thighs,
She gasps.
Her thighs always smell like flowers.
She tries to resist in vain,
For I persist till she surrenders.
She let’s me take off her knickers,
I hold her hips to kiss the Holy land
She gets restless.
When it gets too sweet,
Her hips sway uncontrollably
From side to side...then up and down.
I slide in a finger or two,
She moans...She's crazy.
After she’s all worked up,
I go up and whisper in her ears
“Tell me what you want mio?”
She moans some more,
“I want it in papi...”
Granted!
I like to gaze deep into her eyes,
We both enjoy missionary.
Talk about connecting.
Sometimes she prefers to ride with it,
Sometimes I insist on doggy....
But all the time,
We emphasize on fulfillment.
She love me...I love her more.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2
reading list entries 0
comments 1
reads 791
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.