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I Know, I Know
No one will ever confuse me with a saint
if my thoughts of you come to light
wanting your legs wrapped around
our cream a lovely delight
They won't label me as pristine
seeing my reaction to your pic
the throbbing that occurs
I want my manhood between those tits
Classy and yet oh so animalistic your vibe
thirst great even when you focus elsewhere
courting one of many suitors
who desire you in their lair
My inference is there is a general public
you are addressing in your writes
rather than one individual that
you would prefer to hold you tight
So maybe a flaw to so often think
of just you and me
but that scent is just so arousing
like the sweetness of the honey bee
if my thoughts of you come to light
wanting your legs wrapped around
our cream a lovely delight
They won't label me as pristine
seeing my reaction to your pic
the throbbing that occurs
I want my manhood between those tits
Classy and yet oh so animalistic your vibe
thirst great even when you focus elsewhere
courting one of many suitors
who desire you in their lair
My inference is there is a general public
you are addressing in your writes
rather than one individual that
you would prefer to hold you tight
So maybe a flaw to so often think
of just you and me
but that scent is just so arousing
like the sweetness of the honey bee
Published 23rd Jan 2021
| Edited 24th Jan 2021
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No one will ever confuse me with a saint
Mm.. does it hold merit when you are roaring deep in my jungle of love, breathless, my heartbeats faint
If my thoughts of you come to light
We touch each other’s inner soul, our bodies blend throughout the calling of midnight
Wanting your legs wrapped around
Surrendering my lips under yours, no sound echoed as you thrust deeper inside my abyss pound for pound
Our cream a lovely delight
An emotion you have awoken, soft caress to my Chi, skin clenched, to your skin my soft love bites
They won't label me as pristine
I see you as man who plays my heart strings, beautifully composed and serene
Seeing my reaction to your pic
Shh.. privacy is a passion if you get the drift while hungering for the sweeten taste of my honeyed gift
The throbbing that occurs
Always has me moaning on the verge of soft purrs
I want my manhood between those tits
You like when I kiss the tip, the mounds sandwiching the length, and cushioning the width
Classy and yet oh so animalistic your vibe
Love letters for you I could write for miles, echoes I send over the mountains, over the ocean tides
Thirst great even when you focus elsewhere
A timeless poetess’ serenade, sent on a hope and a prayer with a heart to love and care
Courting one of many suitors
No one’s mind I will seduce, enthrall, other than the handsome poet who becomes my private tutor
Who desire you in their lair
Mm.. while making mental love to me over and over again ecstasy greets us in its splendid flair
My inference is there is a general public
Should I open my thighs and settle this with your girth sliding deep inside my dewy clit
in which you addressing in your writes
My poetic musings are always contrite, longings of the heart, my earthly insight
Rather than one individual that
Has me on knees, back bent, then making sweet love to me while on my back
You would prefer to hold you tight
Giving him the sugar of my Crown with the tenderness of all my might
So maybe a flaw to so often think
Come closer, close your eyes.. shh just do it and do not think
Of just you and me
Melanin and melanin infused, minds perused, souls blending to appease
But that scent is just so arousing
Hands above my head, your tongue to my nipples carousing
Like the sweetness of the honey bee
Yes, this Queen and her King we stand as we should be
This is such a beautiful poem as it stand alone, however, I have never did a blendology poem with you my poet, I do hope you received the results in well wishes.. and have a great day, and with your permission, I would like to add this masterpiece to my Blendology Forum
Mm.. does it hold merit when you are roaring deep in my jungle of love, breathless, my heartbeats faint
If my thoughts of you come to light
We touch each other’s inner soul, our bodies blend throughout the calling of midnight
Wanting your legs wrapped around
Surrendering my lips under yours, no sound echoed as you thrust deeper inside my abyss pound for pound
Our cream a lovely delight
An emotion you have awoken, soft caress to my Chi, skin clenched, to your skin my soft love bites
They won't label me as pristine
I see you as man who plays my heart strings, beautifully composed and serene
Seeing my reaction to your pic
Shh.. privacy is a passion if you get the drift while hungering for the sweeten taste of my honeyed gift
The throbbing that occurs
Always has me moaning on the verge of soft purrs
I want my manhood between those tits
You like when I kiss the tip, the mounds sandwiching the length, and cushioning the width
Classy and yet oh so animalistic your vibe
Love letters for you I could write for miles, echoes I send over the mountains, over the ocean tides
Thirst great even when you focus elsewhere
A timeless poetess’ serenade, sent on a hope and a prayer with a heart to love and care
Courting one of many suitors
No one’s mind I will seduce, enthrall, other than the handsome poet who becomes my private tutor
Who desire you in their lair
Mm.. while making mental love to me over and over again ecstasy greets us in its splendid flair
My inference is there is a general public
Should I open my thighs and settle this with your girth sliding deep inside my dewy clit
in which you addressing in your writes
My poetic musings are always contrite, longings of the heart, my earthly insight
Rather than one individual that
Has me on knees, back bent, then making sweet love to me while on my back
You would prefer to hold you tight
Giving him the sugar of my Crown with the tenderness of all my might
So maybe a flaw to so often think
Come closer, close your eyes.. shh just do it and do not think
Of just you and me
Melanin and melanin infused, minds perused, souls blending to appease
But that scent is just so arousing
Hands above my head, your tongue to my nipples carousing
Like the sweetness of the honey bee
Yes, this Queen and her King we stand as we should be
This is such a beautiful poem as it stand alone, however, I have never did a blendology poem with you my poet, I do hope you received the results in well wishes.. and have a great day, and with your permission, I would like to add this masterpiece to my Blendology Forum
24th Jan 2021 1:32am
24th Jan 2021 3:22pm
Blended indeed.
You're a brave man, for even attempting to grab this tigress by the tail
Good luck
Good stroking
And keep the paramedics on speed dial
You're a brave man, for even attempting to grab this tigress by the tail
Good luck
Good stroking
And keep the paramedics on speed dial
