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Stealing His Pussy Back
Whispers of my fragrant air
You are the breath I breathe, my passionate spare
Stay or leave
Only fools’ eyes believe
Longing sentiments for a faceless person for anyone to ever perceive
Hidden hearts as we conceive
Yes, even for you and me
Connections fade away, they never last
Although, moment to moment I’m having a blast
From this day forward, going backwards to the past
Where you and I never existed
Emptiness, yet emotional persistence
Did we begin within the office, the chair, the desk, as desires softly smothered
Within the beautiful realm of reality we hide, yet we lay under our own covers
An illicit private affair
Rocking my composure, one touch, one whisper, in his bed he knows I’m there
Parting my thighs, breasts sandwiched, back arched, no cares
Scented love letters
Nothing feels quite better you anchoring deep inside me getting me wetter
Entangled passion, palm-to-palm, you stroking this masterpiece work of art
Denial of distance, only to protect my heart
You lead, this time, I follow
I tried, cum still stuck in my mouth, without the swallow
Sultry words drawing me in as they mentally appease
No limitations, to befall under a man who feeds my mental needs
Weakens under my carnal tease, begging me for the release of his emotional pleads
Tenderly kissing me while plummeting into the core of my cunt at ninety-degrees
The music that plays on when our bodies are spent
Feening for his touch to my inner wet sanctuary, giving him all he can take when my back is bent
Chasten words dangling from my mouth
He knows how to make my honeyed essence trickle when he’s tasting the butter rum flavor of my wet south
Lust, desire, rapture, ecstasy defines who I am
Aquarian nature, the man in you is to provide the bam, the wham, the feelings of a grand slam
Bodies soaring on a gentle cosmos wind
Enfolding temples as we bend
From now on, I would follow your lead
Caution now with my sentimental bleed
Such a beautiful temporary emotional Band-Aid
From the soft kiss of a Queen of Heart to a handsome radical King of Spade
You are the breath I breathe, my passionate spare
Stay or leave
Only fools’ eyes believe
Longing sentiments for a faceless person for anyone to ever perceive
Hidden hearts as we conceive
Yes, even for you and me
Connections fade away, they never last
Although, moment to moment I’m having a blast
From this day forward, going backwards to the past
Where you and I never existed
Emptiness, yet emotional persistence
Did we begin within the office, the chair, the desk, as desires softly smothered
Within the beautiful realm of reality we hide, yet we lay under our own covers
An illicit private affair
Rocking my composure, one touch, one whisper, in his bed he knows I’m there
Parting my thighs, breasts sandwiched, back arched, no cares
Scented love letters
Nothing feels quite better you anchoring deep inside me getting me wetter
Entangled passion, palm-to-palm, you stroking this masterpiece work of art
Denial of distance, only to protect my heart
You lead, this time, I follow
I tried, cum still stuck in my mouth, without the swallow
Sultry words drawing me in as they mentally appease
No limitations, to befall under a man who feeds my mental needs
Weakens under my carnal tease, begging me for the release of his emotional pleads
Tenderly kissing me while plummeting into the core of my cunt at ninety-degrees
The music that plays on when our bodies are spent
Feening for his touch to my inner wet sanctuary, giving him all he can take when my back is bent
Chasten words dangling from my mouth
He knows how to make my honeyed essence trickle when he’s tasting the butter rum flavor of my wet south
Lust, desire, rapture, ecstasy defines who I am
Aquarian nature, the man in you is to provide the bam, the wham, the feelings of a grand slam
Bodies soaring on a gentle cosmos wind
Enfolding temples as we bend
From now on, I would follow your lead
Caution now with my sentimental bleed
Such a beautiful temporary emotional Band-Aid
From the soft kiss of a Queen of Heart to a handsome radical King of Spade
Published 12th Nov 2019
Author's Note
You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent.
Alexander Hamilton
Alexander Hamilton
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12th Nov 2019 6:18am
Reads to me as a tale of love regained and reclaimed, old desire fulfilled. Favourite lines:
You lead, this time, I follow
Nothing feels quite better you anchoring deep inside me getting me wetter
Entangled passion, palm-to-palm, you stroking this masterpiece work of art
The music that plays on when our bodies are spent
Feening for his touch to my inner wet sanctuary, giving him all he can take when my back is bent
the man in you is to provide the bam, the wham, the feelings of a grand slam
You lead, this time, I follow
Nothing feels quite better you anchoring deep inside me getting me wetter
Entangled passion, palm-to-palm, you stroking this masterpiece work of art
The music that plays on when our bodies are spent
Feening for his touch to my inner wet sanctuary, giving him all he can take when my back is bent
the man in you is to provide the bam, the wham, the feelings of a grand slam
14th Nov 2019 3:40am
Thank you my handsome king for taking the time to read and then comment, enjoy your early morning, in addition, a bearable Thursday
12th Nov 2019 2:57pm
Will this lead to a duel?
Who is your Aaron Burr?
And once again your ability to flow and rhyme and paint a vivid picture that feeds one's imagination and fires the libido is on proud display
Excellent ink, Brother Solomon
Who is your Aaron Burr?
And once again your ability to flow and rhyme and paint a vivid picture that feeds one's imagination and fires the libido is on proud display
Excellent ink, Brother Solomon
14th Nov 2019 3:27am
Well thank you, Brother Solomon for reading and then commenting on my ink stain, have a very nice evening and make your Thursday count in everything you do and say
14th Nov 2019 6:59am
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Anonymous
12th Nov 2019 3:24pm
Well conceived and well constructed!
14th Nov 2019 3:24am
I extend my hospitality to say welcome to DUP and that goes double to say thank you for reaching out with an endearing comment, enjoy the remainder of your evening and wishing you a nice Thursday
12th Nov 2019 8:48pm
14th Nov 2019 3:19am
I like how you stated that my tender poet... such a beautiful stream of words flowing with Heavenly possibilities, do enjoy your evening, stay warm under your covers, and wishing you an awesome Thursday
12th Nov 2019 10:03pm
14th Nov 2019 3:10am
Aww.. thank you handsome one for taking the time to grace my page and leaving such an impressable comment, enjoy your evening and have an amazing Thursday
20th Nov 2019 4:03am
Below the surface there is a complexity that isn't known for accuracy in time measurements. I found myself hoping permanency would win the day. Alast not to be here.
24th Nov 2019 4:14am
Thank you handsome one for taking the time to read and then adding a provoking comment, have a great evening and a relaxing Sunday
