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Weightless
void of all.....gravity
metaphysical, osmotic attractions
sensual spirits
being drawn
unto me
a post synaptic trigger,
cobalt blue sparks
every time
our bodies
touch
(ahhh Ro James said it best) “every time we....”
…..penis glans
dripping wet
gently dance against
nipples, hard
her rounded orbs,
heaven,
breast
digital manipulations
like a pianist executing
a breve appogiatura
against the ebb
and swell
of her clit
tongue against her lips
the flautist
attacking the whole
of her creamy slit
“gavotte danse.....”
evoking ,
shaking.....making
a chiaroscuro against a silken canvas......I gasp
last chance my sweet
before the bow breaks
and I blast my essence
across the starry sky
my eyes hypnotized
as breath and body
begin to
quiver and shake
an invitation to a so so natural high
feeling the weightless pleasure
of a kindred
lost in lust
floating aimlessly
through time and spaces
echoed moans,
of “moments in love”
the steady flow,
neo soul speaks
drops of Jupiter
falling from above......
…...and between your thighs, my,my,my
hovering
in weightless splendor,
making love
Published 12th May 2019
Author's Note
.....inspired by "Sillhouette" by SweetKittyCat5
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12th May 2019 00:30am
Thank you......
.....not so much the big words but color words that you can feel. Sensations that the best of a sensual moment can bring. #doinitwell
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s1hKITl6miY 😎
.....not so much the big words but color words that you can feel. Sensations that the best of a sensual moment can bring. #doinitwell
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s1hKITl6miY 😎
12th May 2019 3:03am
last chance my sweet
The sweetest beginning of our lover’s feast
before the bow breaks
My body to please, your carnal pleasure, I ache
and I blast my essence
Embedding your pearly flow, getting me addicted to your hard weapon
across the starry sky
Your mouth muffling my surrendering cries
This is a very beautiful poem my love, and as I stated, I would never leave you hanging in the realm of space, not when you can find pleasure in my tight silken one
The sweetest beginning of our lover’s feast
before the bow breaks
My body to please, your carnal pleasure, I ache
and I blast my essence
Embedding your pearly flow, getting me addicted to your hard weapon
across the starry sky
Your mouth muffling my surrendering cries
This is a very beautiful poem my love, and as I stated, I would never leave you hanging in the realm of space, not when you can find pleasure in my tight silken one
8th Jun 2019 11:43pm
