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Image for the poem Mm... Loving Him When He’s Pointing North

Mm... Loving Him When He’s Pointing North

Mmm…early morning skyping with my handsome lover in the shower        
Glimpses of his maleness in the early morning hour          
Taunting, teasing me with his quick wit          
Nice physique supporting a flaccid dick            
My fingers fumbling to comfort my wet slit          
Advertising what’s mine          
Patiently waiting, yearning, face to face for our private time            
      
Craving his touch, the feeling of such          
Wishing to be fucked under that same nozzle while the water is beating on us      
While he’s thrusting deep inside me in a hasten rush          
Pussy pulsating, my body waiting      
Steadying his cell phone      
Moving it downward, knowing very soon he will be making me moan      
      
Getting me all hot and bothered for such an early hour          
Finger darting inside, pollinating the abyss of my sweet flower          
Dick lift, mmm…a little shake, ‘I know you wish you can suck this,’ I know that’s what I heard          
He's so far away on a gig for the first time in my life I wish I was a bird          
Screen to screen          
Real time is much better than my imagination or his wet dreams          
      
Back arched against my computer seat hungering for his passionate love          
In a state of Nirvana if ever there was        
He winked at me when he glimpsed my emotions as he caresses my intellect like smooth wine        
My climax seeping onto my thong by fate's designs    
He knows I am his and he is all mine, he is one of God’s image, a rare kind
A handsome find  
So beautiful to lose myself in him,  
Where the will of my heart, he has as our souls blend        
My Dell screen awaiting his next bodily move          
Gyrating to the feverish heat from my wet groove            
      
Water cascading downward loving where the streams run            
An early morning present to awaken my silken butter rum          
Rubbing up and down his abdomen forcing himself to cum          
Groin hairs surrounding a harden island of pleasure hosing up and down his wet dick      
He has me panting when I see his pre-cum toppling the tip      
One more jerk than his pearly flow began to drip      
          
Sweet mercy hypnotizing me with his elongation of power      
Virile masculinity showcasing his North pointing tower      
Calling out my name over and over again like I was there      
Fusing or minds, and the depths of our hearts, mmm... we make such a perfect pair      
Front view and then the back view the water washing away my mental juices          
Asking him to turn back around to give my hungry eyes their just due          
      
Hair slicked back, a bronze Adonis, bearded and roguish, water rolling down, glistening          
Alarm clock buzzing, I refuse to turn away, acknowledge, or to even listen          
Two screens between our existence          
The man had me leaning back snaking my finger deeper            
Climaxing again, my body trembling under his alluring shower of persistence      
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet.

Plato
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