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And the Wind Cries Mary......(@ 4:00 am)

 
….as the breezes rise from the depths of
a barren earth
her thighs shadowed by  
her white linen dress
no shoes on her petite feet
 
a sheer delight
early evening to
late of night, the trickery of his dark spirit......
he conjures a wind to blow
 
and it does cry “ Mary, Mary”
 
she walks along the shores
illuminated by the moon
a sea breeze intoxication
her soul begins to swoon
her nature begins to rise
 
(she feels the presence of phantom hands upon her melanin thighs)
 
sinister shapes of  
haints in the night
that her eyes cannot see
they do enrapture,  
tantalizing her tender, moist spaces
teasing her between her legs
an uber-erotic escalation
 
the manipulation of her  
intimate treasures
her breast dance upon the wind
bouncing
    back
            and
                  forth
 
…..and she closes her eyes

her soul and flesh be damned
lilting aloft the night air
the titillation of her “fairer sex”,
and her raven, black  hair
 
…...yes the wind doeth cry “Mary”
 
it's aura,
grasp hold to the round divinity
of her tender ass,  
she shudders
 
as the fingers of  his looming specter
pierce the silken folds  
of her wet lips,  like apple butter
 
she moans.....she longs for him

in sheer delight
her panties dissipated
into the dark of the night
sensual, emotive pleasures  
stirred and made warm  
by hands unseen knawing the skin of
her lust ravaged soul
 
engaging his primal dance
they spin across the shores
along the edge of the warm gulf waters
two water spots merging
into a storm; two becoming whole
 
allow your mind to see them
lifting into the night

 
screams of sensual hunger
mystic incantations and wonder
claps of thunder
as her labia-lips
squeeze his emulsion,
draining his cock dry.......dripping cum
from strained tip
 
they disappear into the night.......
 
                                                  …..and the wind cries "Mary"
 
 
 
 
 
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published | Edited 27th Mar 2021
Author's Note
Solomon's strength, his seed needs you now...........

                                                       "......Breathless as I lay, drowned in your sea of contentment"  🍒👅
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