Mmm.. Return To Sender

Moulin Rouge
82 Boulevard de Clichy,  
75018 Paris
 
Madame, you have a letter from someone unknown
I just got finished dancing at the Moulin Rouge and I was weary to the bone
Are you sure it is for me, with a smile highlighting my face
Sniffing the letter, who could have guessed my perfume fragrance and sprayed it over the envelope in haste
Well, are you going to open it
A letter addressed to my stage name, a sweet thoughtful gift
Who even writes letters in this day in time and have them delivered
I caressed it in my hand, it softly tingled in anticipation to be revealed, the excitement of its contents made me slightly shiver

I slowly lifted the flap out the back, and peeked inside,
There was an assortment of rose petals to my surprise
I lifted the letter unfolded and read
To my love through the portal of time I feel your warmth, the absence of your aura and this is what it said
 
Do you remember a stormy night when I held onto your hand
We looked out into the darkness at the downpour shielding the vast of land
You felt my reassurance in the vows we were to partake
Blending the window of our souls for the love we shall make
You smiled at me, reeling me in, as you inched back and turned around
Clothes silently dropping to the floor, the thunder crackling was a soothing sound
 
Making lover to you while the rain pelted against the windowpane
Inhaling the scent of you, while looking deep inside your eyes, the wind knows our name
These rose petals you laid upon
Parting your thighs for this King who will come, as you slide up and down my throne
Unto my Queen, our essence we will blend, breathless as our souls become undone
 
You saddled atop of me
Kisses to your perfect breasts, my tongue lavishing the glistening of your darkish-brownish nipple, I tenderly teased
Burying my nostrils in your cleavage your essence engulfing my heat, letting you know of my needs
You inched up and slid down the lustful hardness to my girth at ninety degrees,  
That beautiful night you give me your heart to unlock, my body was your ancient key
Neither one of us moved
In the feeling of lust, will found the slow cadence of our rhythmed groove
 
I leveled your beautiful face to mine
You had me weakened in your honeypot with your saucily grind
Savoring the leisure of your lips that had me intoxicated, more addictive and one of a kind
I felt your heart quickened with my gluttony nipple licking
You remember when I flipped you over, looking into the destiny of the moment mirrored in your eyes
How I spread you wider, positioning my body between your thighs
 
I made love to you with the tip of an ice cube
My tongue following the streams as a lube
In and out I pushed the melting ice into places I yearn to combine my family jewels
Our lips, tongues bonding, as I sunk into the ecstasy of your moisten pools
Remembering as I am writing this letter to you, my tongue in the memory still drools
The flavor of your sheen seeping from your pores
I can still hear your screams you couldn’t take me pounding inside you anymore
 
Whimpering in the drizzling mist of you gifting my body, I gave you, allowing the roaring of my soul to soar
Holding your legs up, bracing them against my chest
A man knows when he is being satisfied when the shore is tight and wet
Licking over your toes, your sugar walls homing the hunger of my heat
Slapping those sheets opening your legs, laying on top of you
Cupping your perfect apple bottom ass cheeks, plundering deeper, your arms linking around my neck
Giving me the satisfaction of drifting in and out the feel of you, the best feeling I recall was always sinking in your love nest
Our souls crying against the sensations to complete one another
How can you refuse me now, we were Gemini lovers
Listen to the breeze comforting you as my pleads to you will always hover
 
Madame, are you alright, you look a little flushed
I need you to return to sender with a rush
 
And tell them this address is unknown
Whoever this letter was intended for, I believe her heart would have atoned
 
 
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