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Succulence

the desire
crept innocuously
from the recesses of the mind to
the forefront of tantilizing thoughts
demanding to be acted out

centered in our
gallery of softened ambiance
seasoned with seductive aromas and
the soothing sounds of jazz
serving as the fulcrum upon which
our love would revolve

with swinging moods
molding emotions with nuance
mauling the imagination with intent
folding the curves of your physique
with sprawling hands and fingers crawling
hauling ass hips and thighs
until you are positioned just right for
a candlelight inquisition

as i french kiss your pink lotus
totally immersed in deep affections
smothered in sweet velvet
soaking in moans between shortened breaths
sucking up translucent reflections
wept from your inner being

adoring you while adorning you
in my most tangible self
if only for you to wear me as i wear you
glowing with loving warmth
from the inside out