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Mm.. He Softly Tantalizes My Sweetest Ambrosia
Mm… how sweet within the undulated softenss
Laden desires of supine passion, the altar of my lips he sacrifices
To feel the textual heat of his wishes exploring my sacred tabernacle
Taking him in the notes of my ideology, debauchery carnal foray
Paralyzed to the asunder of my willingly suppleness donation
Laden desires of supine passion, the altar of my lips he sacrifices
Touch me in the morning
Remnants of pleasure softy melting into the essence of my sweetest ambrosia
Enthralling breaths, showering undulated desires of weakened forays
Inhaling, exhaling, sedated in the blissful aftermath
As dawn’s early light tenderly kisses the remembrance of our entwined temples
Scented sheets of lavender we tussled upon
Bathing our entanglement as we blindly gaged peaks of rapture
Heightened in the rise and fall of its spiraling movements
Whispered expressed of its interlocked, enriching tales of you and I
Elixirs of love we give
Pasion, lust, reeks of its midnight glory with each cadence uplift
Funneling sensations in its downward momentum
Instilling then withdrawing to the tip of inner possession
Anchoring with commence in its wet deeper penetration
Heavenly caresses felt within, whimpers echoing the unity of surrendering
Soft pleads, merging into his throating groins
Mm…kissing my lips so tenderly murmuring the needs of his wants
When the exotic residue of my essence still lingers upon his lips
The taste of my memory ebbed in every syllable he pronounce
Undefined clenches in the peaks of rapture
My nails gently tattoo
Etched in the feverish ecstasy of his skin
My serenading moans
His mouth coveted
Plummeting deeper into the cosmic of unbridled longings we seek
My faint trail of my tongue, bedazzling his skin
Adoration trails to the fountain of his lips
The gravity of time sinking within the depths of yesterday’s sins
Palms bridged, limbs tightened, breaths becoming as one
Caged yearnings we explore
Within the mirage of paradise
Our souls we paste
As we partake in the raining shudders of fulfillment
Jumping the virginal broom of such beautiful sordid covetousness
My body he draws upon
Deep strokes to my unblemished canvas
Tender wisp of ecstasy in each caress
Drawing the lust of his vison on my skin a Picasso’s work of art
The addictive of my blatancy his tongue wanders upon the feast of my open offering
Supplicatory affections as he merges his core unto me
Mm… how sweet it is to feel the textual heat of his wishes exploring my sacred tabernacle
Taking him in the notes of my ideology, debauchery carnal foray
Paralyzed to the asunder of my willingly suppleness donation
Laden desires of supine passion, the altar of my lips he sacrifices
Droplets of my life force filtering
The fountain unto the drought of his mouth, the taste of me he hungrily quenches
My hand, planted upon his crown of glory
Up the elevation of my misty doses
Clenching cloth in the pleasure as he drains me, ever so slolwy
Laden desires of supine passion, the altar of my lips he sacrifices
To feel the textual heat of his wishes exploring my sacred tabernacle
Taking him in the notes of my ideology, debauchery carnal foray
Paralyzed to the asunder of my willingly suppleness donation
Laden desires of supine passion, the altar of my lips he sacrifices
Touch me in the morning
Remnants of pleasure softy melting into the essence of my sweetest ambrosia
Enthralling breaths, showering undulated desires of weakened forays
Inhaling, exhaling, sedated in the blissful aftermath
As dawn’s early light tenderly kisses the remembrance of our entwined temples
Scented sheets of lavender we tussled upon
Bathing our entanglement as we blindly gaged peaks of rapture
Heightened in the rise and fall of its spiraling movements
Whispered expressed of its interlocked, enriching tales of you and I
Elixirs of love we give
Pasion, lust, reeks of its midnight glory with each cadence uplift
Funneling sensations in its downward momentum
Instilling then withdrawing to the tip of inner possession
Anchoring with commence in its wet deeper penetration
Heavenly caresses felt within, whimpers echoing the unity of surrendering
Soft pleads, merging into his throating groins
Mm…kissing my lips so tenderly murmuring the needs of his wants
When the exotic residue of my essence still lingers upon his lips
The taste of my memory ebbed in every syllable he pronounce
Undefined clenches in the peaks of rapture
My nails gently tattoo
Etched in the feverish ecstasy of his skin
My serenading moans
His mouth coveted
Plummeting deeper into the cosmic of unbridled longings we seek
My faint trail of my tongue, bedazzling his skin
Adoration trails to the fountain of his lips
The gravity of time sinking within the depths of yesterday’s sins
Palms bridged, limbs tightened, breaths becoming as one
Caged yearnings we explore
Within the mirage of paradise
Our souls we paste
As we partake in the raining shudders of fulfillment
Jumping the virginal broom of such beautiful sordid covetousness
My body he draws upon
Deep strokes to my unblemished canvas
Tender wisp of ecstasy in each caress
Drawing the lust of his vison on my skin a Picasso’s work of art
The addictive of my blatancy his tongue wanders upon the feast of my open offering
Supplicatory affections as he merges his core unto me
Mm… how sweet it is to feel the textual heat of his wishes exploring my sacred tabernacle
Taking him in the notes of my ideology, debauchery carnal foray
Paralyzed to the asunder of my willingly suppleness donation
Laden desires of supine passion, the altar of my lips he sacrifices
Droplets of my life force filtering
The fountain unto the drought of his mouth, the taste of me he hungrily quenches
My hand, planted upon his crown of glory
Up the elevation of my misty doses
Clenching cloth in the pleasure as he drains me, ever so slolwy
Published 13th Jul 2022
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Days To Go... Then I Can Blow This Popsicle Joint
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13th Jul 2022 5:20am
Another savourable sensual piece. Favourite verse:
Touch me in the morning
Remnants of pleasure softy melting into the essence of my sweetest ambrosia
Enthralling breaths, showering undulated desires of weakened forays
Inhaling, exhaling, sedated in the blissful aftermath
As dawn’s early light tenderly kisses the remembrance of our entwined temples
Your poem has inspired me to write a poem, warming to the theme of morning lovemaking, As Sun Is Rising, which I will post in this section.
I also love your sweet soulful picture, my favourite of you thus far.
Touch me in the morning
Remnants of pleasure softy melting into the essence of my sweetest ambrosia
Enthralling breaths, showering undulated desires of weakened forays
Inhaling, exhaling, sedated in the blissful aftermath
As dawn’s early light tenderly kisses the remembrance of our entwined temples
Your poem has inspired me to write a poem, warming to the theme of morning lovemaking, As Sun Is Rising, which I will post in this section.
I also love your sweet soulful picture, my favourite of you thus far.
as thy eyes speak of the same
my favorite stanza is the tenth
Deep strokes to my unblemished canvas
Tender wisp of ecstasy in each caress
Drawing the lust of his vison on my skin a Picasso’s work of art
The addictive of my blatancy his tongue wanders upon the feast of my open offering
Supplicatory affections as he merges his core unto me
my favorite stanza is the tenth
Deep strokes to my unblemished canvas
Tender wisp of ecstasy in each caress
Drawing the lust of his vison on my skin a Picasso’s work of art
The addictive of my blatancy his tongue wanders upon the feast of my open offering
Supplicatory affections as he merges his core unto me
14th Jul 2022 4:28am
14th Jul 2022 1:30pm
