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A Notch on a Woman's Bed Post

If there is something that I know  
I know the hearts of men.    
And I realize how far desire can drive the heart    
The extent a man will go with his heart to blame for its obsessive influence    
It’s like a whispering voice    
ringing like a repetitive verse in a song    
antagonizing his emotions    
 
The want    
 the need for that certain pussy    
 lingering in his dreams night after night    
 teasing his dick making it extend out of his pants and  
 into his hands just to get some kind of relief from painful desire    
  
Oh desire how strong you are    
You cause a man to do the strangest of things    
 Things that sometimes he can’t possibly be proud of    
 You can cause a love so deep or a hatred so deadly    
  
When his mind, heart, and dick collaborate    
and set out to conquer that certain pussy …..    
Damn… all he can imagine is possessing the sweet soft wet pussy    
of that certain woman who dances to seduce he desire    
 in such a way that he can’t focus day to day    
 The rage that builds inside him. It’s like a rocket filled with the most combustive    
 fuel, that only the feeling of the soft moist sucking walls of that certain tight pussy can ignite.    
  
I live for that desire    
The woman in me craves it    
I open my legs slightly    
hoping that just a glimpse    
just a small interaction with my essence    
provokes his mind, dick, and heart to collaborate    
and crown me to be that certain pussy.    
Soon the hunter in him emerges and initiates the chase    
I want to linger in his dreams night after night    
When he bursts out of his pants    
and without a choice uses his hands for some kind of relief    
from the pain that thoughts of my sweet wet pussy inflicts    
my want for him to capture me grows    
  
Because it’s the desire of men    
That makes me feel like a woman    
It’s their hearts filled with passion for women    
that makes me love them    
  
It’s when he corners me    
singing those sweet words of temptation    
seducing me to give into his desire    
compelling  me to  allow him deep inside this tight soft wet pussy    
That I know I’m wanted    
  
Once he climaxes elevating somewhere spiritual    
beyond the highest of heavens    
and it was his desire for this certain pussy that ignited that rocket to    
free itself from this earth    
only then will I know that he is mine    
And that by me he has been conquered.
 
Written by lmoses2 (Emmanuelle Monet)
Published | Edited 14th Sep 2021
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