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Lust

Caught in the tsunami of undulated lust
Unleashed carnal feelings of overwhelming in the need of hushed longing    
The soft touch, a kiss to impatient lips, a lingering caress    
Naughty whispers to the ear from behind  
“I want you.”  
   
Alluring sentiments    
Worded like the coating of soft skin in the night of winter  
Stark emotions to blend the core of essences  
A hunger to take one’s last breath away  
Hindrance of clothes peeling away    
Robust hands languidly molding to the contour of a curvaceous entice  
   
Swearing in the name of God’s grace    
How the longings has been feverishly wished in the yearns of the need  
A powerful catalyst in Nirvana’s state of euphoric combustion  
Crawling upon the creamy veil in the honeyed dew of nakedness    
Lust stirring, weakening in the tidal wave of tender bliss  
   
The stalemate of senses revving to parlay of its senses  
Hearts pulsating  
Minds intoxicated in the urgency  
Mm… touch me, yes all over, oh God, yes right there  
   
Bodies moving in the benediction of interlocking    
Labored gasps, urgent pants as virginal love    
Felt in his loins to cultivate  
In the abyss of a silken cove her wetness, opening    
Drawing in his desires, squeezing, and moaning  
    
Anchoring in the sensational of the need, back arched for the want  
Easing into the comforts of the, ‘fuck yes’
Mm… oh sweet mercy this feels so so good  
Bodies pasted in the alliance  
Sweating in the mist of the cadence    
Promises unto each other to be used echoed to to the Heavens    
Feeding off the famish of that person’s aura, him  
   
The journey to relieve, consumes every euphoric feeling  
Within the rapture becomes the lust of his mouth, his hands, her body he smolders    
The temple of the mind in a cationic state of existence to feel that of a revered emotion    
Ahh... fate allowing in the moment to happen upon the creation of two souls uniting  
   
The heart’s resonating, beats in sync with that one person who you can identify without sight unseen  
That person’s body chemistry, his scent, your body will wear it, relisn in it  
An intense magnetic scent of seduction, which lures the person’s pheromones to partake  
In the feast of its ebbing passion  
   
The sweetest dizzy feeling, that giddiness as if you two have a secret  
Your minds are the only ones who can unlock  
In betweeen my thighs lays the key    
Conjoined minds in the cresting height of ecstasy twisting 
   
Incoherent to the joviality beyond the calling of the clouds as discontent rings below  
Moans and groans to serenade unto the feeling to complete  
Inch by inch, drawing heated ihales, exhales of abated pleasure felt  
Palms entwined, the only mean to escape is unto  
The aching torture of its surrendering opening, coveting  
 
Pheromones running against the wind in the chase to marvel, achieve  
Eyes closed, bodies purging to give, petals widening to receive  
Closer and closer in the drowning of two souls  
Blending the essence within the rushing madness  
 
Muscular endowment, sinking, in and out for the moisten feeling to submit  
From the elongation of his purging soul    
Harden and slowly juicing in the conquering  
Falling upon a bed of femininity softness  
Suctioning in the stupor of silken rainfall  
   
Soft buttocks cup, skin clenched, love bites, lips clumsy arrested  
Bathing in the current of the trickle drizzling  
In the act of lost willpower    
The roar of thunder baptizing in pools of rainfalls    
Sexual desires speaking in tongues of lust    
   
The sacred engagement of human nature  
Memorizes us all, capturing the heart    
A pulsating addiction that brings pure satisfaction    
Instant gratification in the gyration  
   
   
 
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 29th Dec 2021
Author's Note
Once something is a passion, the motivation is there.

Michael Schumacher
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