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More than a Kiss from a Rose (the desire for her thorns.....)
“......Lay, lady, lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Whatever colors you have
In your mind
I'll show them to you
And you'll see them shine
Lay, lady, lay
Lay across my big brass bed” (Bob Dylan covered by the Isley Brothers, 1971)
To autumn, my summer my spring
my true desires but a whisper
of all the decadent, exotic, erotic
things this king can bring this queen
down upon your ample backside,
on your knees, haunches high in the air
head pressed down deep into my pillow
moaning for me.....
….."let me kiss you everywhere"
my tongue will articulate a melody,
languid phrases there between your thighs
and tawny, brown legs (for my passion, your soul shall beg)
tones and moans in harmony
we are like waves brutally crashing against the shore
loving the ink that spills from you mind, body and soul
with each full bodied thrust, bringing you more and more
…....sunrise on the horizon; closer than close
I'm gonna' make you cum
twisting and grinding upon the kings throne
searching for comfort, longing for the world
to leave us the hell alone while our bodies dance
so sensually be thy moonlight.
Slowly, deeply with all my might
tasting your “magick potion” all through the night
“.....clenching you tighter... your juices, my erection have met
My dick shuffling in and out all up in the tightness of your wet
my lips wet and wild....kissing you along the sides of your sensitive neck
Lip to lips...tongue upon turgid breast
mmm.... how you do make me melt
kisses like fire, our breath no longer fresh......this moment divine
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