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Butter Rum
My inviting soft smoky eyes you gaze into
An allurement to give any man his just due
Upon the lay, candles flickering, our silhouettes shadowed, disrobing, heaps of attire in disarray
Whispering in your ear, this night, take my breath away
The back of your hand, blanketing down my supple skin, hypnotic eyes glimpsing into the crux of my soul
My back, slowly to the bed it goes
Dividing, conquering as you inhale the scent of me through your nose
Sweet drips of honey savored as your tongue dips into paradise, snaking within, the tip teases, swiftly cajoles
A Creole delight through and through
Enticing your loins, rising to the call, slowly easing into my gyrating moves
Clenched skin while lying under you
Giving you a taste of my dewy carnal food
Dunking, twisting, circling your girth... draining you for all its worth
Moans of more, Oh God don't stop... echoing once locked deep inside
Back arched in Heaven’s cradle upon the slip and slide
Hungry passion, wet ecstasy clashing upon the slicken collide
Bumping and grinding, my hips you impatiently grip
Tender kisses to the landing of my soft lips
Tongues binding, unlocking the mysteries of my mellifluous gifts
Legs entangling, back arched, pleasing the nature of your harden uplift
In my bed of such wicked fantasies, vivid wet dreams
Denied bodies in heat… mm.. loving the essence of my seeping butter rum cream
A compulsion found in the quintessence of my soothing touch
Within the passage of my charms, time has no rush
Parting me deeper… oh yes, go deeper, mixing your flowing streams all up into my trickling gush
Mm.. and mm... no flavor compared in as much
You wanna taste
An allurement to give any man his just due
Upon the lay, candles flickering, our silhouettes shadowed, disrobing, heaps of attire in disarray
Whispering in your ear, this night, take my breath away
The back of your hand, blanketing down my supple skin, hypnotic eyes glimpsing into the crux of my soul
My back, slowly to the bed it goes
Dividing, conquering as you inhale the scent of me through your nose
Sweet drips of honey savored as your tongue dips into paradise, snaking within, the tip teases, swiftly cajoles
A Creole delight through and through
Enticing your loins, rising to the call, slowly easing into my gyrating moves
Clenched skin while lying under you
Giving you a taste of my dewy carnal food
Dunking, twisting, circling your girth... draining you for all its worth
Moans of more, Oh God don't stop... echoing once locked deep inside
Back arched in Heaven’s cradle upon the slip and slide
Hungry passion, wet ecstasy clashing upon the slicken collide
Bumping and grinding, my hips you impatiently grip
Tender kisses to the landing of my soft lips
Tongues binding, unlocking the mysteries of my mellifluous gifts
Legs entangling, back arched, pleasing the nature of your harden uplift
In my bed of such wicked fantasies, vivid wet dreams
Denied bodies in heat… mm.. loving the essence of my seeping butter rum cream
A compulsion found in the quintessence of my soothing touch
Within the passage of my charms, time has no rush
Parting me deeper… oh yes, go deeper, mixing your flowing streams all up into my trickling gush
Mm.. and mm... no flavor compared in as much
You wanna taste
Published 3rd Mar 2020
| Edited 14th Mar 2021
Author's Note
I do earnestly wish to see the distinction of sex confounded in society, unless where love animates the behavior.
Mary Wollstonecraft
Mary Wollstonecraft
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3rd Mar 2020 3:39am
3rd Mar 2020 4:11am
It is late..so I must take the time to thank you for adding a beautiful comment, and have a great evening I am wishing you a relaxing Tuesday
A sensuous write that drew me in (reading wise if not bodily!). The pictured seductive eyes encourage the read.
As I read I had the mental picture of an eastern prince and his bride on their wedding night, veils all around the bed. It's the eyes some middle eastern women show most of while the rest of flesh is veiled. This poem takes the mind's eye to the woman behind the veil.
As I read I had the mental picture of an eastern prince and his bride on their wedding night, veils all around the bed. It's the eyes some middle eastern women show most of while the rest of flesh is veiled. This poem takes the mind's eye to the woman behind the veil.
4th Mar 2020 1:15pm
Thank you my poet for taking the time to read and then commenting. Enjoy your day and evening as well
3rd Mar 2020 11:30am
Someone's being naughty, this is a seriously hot piece and the question at the end ignites it, Tight
4th Mar 2020 1:21pm
Aww... thank you, for the thoughtful comment, in as much, for taking the time to read. Have a great day as well
Anonymous
3rd Mar 2020 8:50pm
My dearest love, feeding each other with passion and sweetness has become a daily desire. I love every inch of your precious being and I thank the heavens for having given me and me only, the keys of your heart, soul, mind and flesh. I say it proudly that I am the custodian of such treasure. Beautiful are you words, beyond the picture they describe. And I applaud those who recognise the poetess and her passionate writing and pay respect to the woman behind the poetess. Brava my love.
4th Mar 2020 1:38pm
Mm.. what a manly Hump Day surprise you are to this Lioness' hungry eyes; where there is me there is you, where this rapture, there is passion, Where there is my moon.. there is you among the stars that speak to fro the distance of the galaxy. Thank you my love for such a beautiful rendition of your whispers to my heart that echoes returned sentiments upon the calling of the sunrise, unto the resting of the sun...kisses.. love.. and hugs...always
Anonymous
5th Mar 2020 5:13pm
I look forward to our rendezvous always my love. Later 😘
3rd Mar 2020 9:31pm
4th Mar 2020 1:50pm
Thank you my poet for taking the time to read and comment and yes, I concur with the Butter Rum lifesavers analogy. Have super duper Wednesday and a great evening
4th Mar 2020 5:36am
This poem is very hot. Would be naughty in your poetry for me, LOL. Keep on writing.
4th Mar 2020 1:52pm
Thank you my poet for the read and then commenting. Please enjoy this day and wishing you a great evening in the making
