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Sultry !!
Scalding Hot!!!!
….....the cool breeze from the oscillating fan
in a single pass, damn that hit the spot
Buck naked, man-on-fire
my eyes follow her ascent
her walk filled with passion
and desire
perfection and grace
just sashayed her way through
the bathroom door
the cooling fan hits me
just one pass more
my balls are hot
my dick is blazin'
her skillful hands
are ready to deliver
a bit more hazin'
my mushroom head
begins to drip
down those sexy legs, those sweet womanly thighs
her panties start to slip
(down to the floor-I'm ready to feel a whole lot more......)
her fingers grasp tightly
fervently stroking my shaft
gawd, to keep from crying
I try and utter a manly laugh
“damn, this shit feels so good”
baby got me wanting so badly
to lay down this hard ass wood
her body dripping beads of
steamy, hot sweat
creamy white juices
flowing down between her legs........."pussy wet"
“.....ya' jiggling baby, go head baby”
standin' on the verge
of gettin' it on, gettin' it on
all the doors are wide open
this lust is a rush.....zones of the erogenous
pulsing, throbbing, feelin' strong
….....the backdrop of a cool breeze
a single pass, damn that hit that “spot”
below my waste; between my knees
hips and asses slow rolling
lusty light in full flight
rollin' in the deep
on a sweltering hot summer night
Published 2nd Sep 2020
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2nd Sep 2020 1:55am
What a Heavenly scent for the eyes to see and the mind to sweetly taste. This is such a beautiful echoing endearment, which beautifully reeks of passion, rapture, lust, the softest trickles of what dreams are made of. Very memorizing my handsome poet
.....and I thank you for the comment which was almost word art all by itself. This pandemic serves to intensify the creativity and vision. "The canvas can do miracles: just you wait and see" Christopher Cross (and yes I know he was speaking to sailing )😂
2nd Sep 2020 2:20am
Sailing takes me away to where I've always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
"By all means, my poet; your words does tend to breathe the sentiments of your reference, which you poetically draw upon the imagery of your black canvas time after time, do enjoy your evening🍑
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
"By all means, my poet; your words does tend to breathe the sentiments of your reference, which you poetically draw upon the imagery of your black canvas time after time, do enjoy your evening🍑
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- Edited 21st Dec 2021 2:45am
2nd Sep 2020 6:38pm
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2nd Sep 2020 7:49pm
The only thing that can improve this poem is to read it over and over again. Thanks. Peace. oral
