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French Quarters

French Quarters  
New Orleans, Louisiana
   
    
Deep baritone, Shalom    
And I thought charity begins at home    
Handsome Stranger    
Enwrapping words, a new game changer    
Ladino whispered in my ear    
For no one else but me to hear    
     
Casablanca Restaurant as we dined    
Kosher wine    
Baby, just breathe, gallop and move    
French Creole dialect to mesmerize, mentally soothe    
Gentle bodily tease    
Delve into carnal abyss as you please    
     
For a magnetic salacious dame    
Resounding shrieks of my name    
Hypnotic brown eyes    
Fairy tattooed licked bronze toned thighs    
Moans of rapture, contentment of breathlessly sighs    
     
Body worshipped, and thoroughly tongue bathed    
Souls blended perfectly, no foreign democracy masquerade    
Behind an emotional carnal serenade    
Man’s bareness dining demands    
Parade of passion in the southern wetlands    
     
Getting nourished on peaches and cream    
A conspicuous man who stepped right out of my dreams    
Second ending better than the last    
A night in thee Oasis, wanderlust blast    
Duty of man stepping up to the plate    
Overanxious, hormones refuse to wait    
     
Dick strokes, long, hard, and fast    
Keeping up can’t last    
Weakening my comfort zone    
Harmonizing to a carnal nocturnal song    
Waiting for the cum alone    
More haste and less speed    
Deaf ears for a home run, failing behind plundering pleas    
     
Claiming my sultry needs      
Sinking the hungry groove of his dick deep inside me    
Emotions in the dark as currents are locked, loaded, and set flee    
A night of non-utensils, silent movements to please as you feed    
Undercover as hearts and minds emotionally bleeds    
Still feel overfed    
Cloud nine still dancing around in my head    
     
Bourbon Street memories as we met    
Passion, rapture, ecstasy, we made a perfect duet    
Now miles apart    
Still feeling the driven beat of his generous heart    
New Orleans French Quarter dedication    
For a memorable vacation with the most sweetest elation
Written by Cocoa
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Author's Note
I like historical fiction. I fell in love with New Orleans the first time I visited it. And I wanted to place a story in New Orleans.

Isabel Allende
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