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the sweetest thing I've ever known.......
(forbidden memories of my sweetest romance)
I choose not to be so crass,
thinking back on the moment
that my hands first caressed
the softness of her
tender
young
ass
the rapture of my Lolita madness
opening the nubile doors
of her gentle tent
breaking through
the walls of innocence
feeling the most delicious pressure,
my hardness extending, bending
as I slowly push through the depths
of a french vanilla pleasure deep, never ending
my balls and all my bearings
sprawled out upon the floor....
…..longer, stronger, deeper than her young body has ever felt before
never ever having felt
a woman so copiously wet
her breathing so labored,
airy moans resonating from deep inside her slender neck
grinding gyrations,
the righteous blending
of ebony and porcelain shades
hips and thighs
seeing each other's souls
through hedonistically blinded eyes
comfortably numb
through each broken synapse
feeling the waves of heat rising.....
…..”axis bolder than love”
sensual motions overpowering,
desire stronger the lust
I weep as look through the passion
seen through her youthful eyes
void of all deception
making me realize that
“I have never been loved liked this before” or since
never have I ever found my way so deep inside a woman's core
physically, emotionally, wanting to harbor her treasure all the more......
….her youthful tears fall deeply into my chest
hiding her cherub face there pressed against my breast
awaiting this feeling to slowly subside
the moment of retreat, sweet surrender from way deep inside
laying here remembering the taste of her sweet summer creme
upon my lips, the softness of her “fire red hair”
lining the tender, swollen cleft nestled there in between.....
….she is the sweetest thing I have ever known
Published 27th Aug 2018
| Edited 28th Aug 2018
Author's Note
forbidden memories of the sweetest creature I've ever known... #thelolitaexperience #mslittlejohn
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.....admittedly autobiographical though it might be prudent to mention that this sweet young thing was a very legal college coed and I a 30-something male. Not trying to go to prison in this "Me Too" generation 😏
Anonymous
28th Aug 2018 2:07am
Absolutely stellar
28th Aug 2018 6:40am
Physical love made despite the age gap (to me the most endearing point of the relationship) and the race gap ("the righteous blending of ebony and porcelain shades"). A latter day Othello and Desdemona (without the bloodshed),
I was tempted to complete the title with a rhyming second:
"The sweetest thing I've ever known
Encapsulated in a groan."
I was tempted to complete the title with a rhyming second:
"The sweetest thing I've ever known
Encapsulated in a groan."
28th Aug 2018 7:03pm
Mr M! What a wonderful way to start my work day! This write brings to mind a song call "Strawberry Wine"--Deana Carter. Give it a listen. I can imagine this write flowing with that same kind of woeful yet enraptured melody.
28th Aug 2018 9:45pm
"...It's funny how those memories they last
Like strawberry wine and seventeen
The hot July moon saw everything
My first taste of love oh bittersweet
Green on the vine
Like strawberry wine"
Love that song. My dear friend, your melancholy is going to make me write to you...... 🙂
Like strawberry wine and seventeen
The hot July moon saw everything
My first taste of love oh bittersweet
Green on the vine
Like strawberry wine"
Love that song. My dear friend, your melancholy is going to make me write to you...... 🙂
28th Aug 2018 10:06pm
Haha! I have been in that frame of mind as of late. Written much in regards to it but none I can bring myself to share.
29th Aug 2018 9:48pm
First we read of this poet and we're enjoying. It takes us back also. Nice piece
5th Sep 2018 11:58am
7th Sep 2018 6:01pm
This piece is still tight the lay and flow, not to mention subject matter and images. Nice work
