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Mm.. Hum... My Immortal Man

The moon dance upon the whispers of the night  
The soft illumination of reality blends as twilight becomes my passage of rite  
Mm… inch closer my handsome man your neck beckons until my sultry call  
Once taken under my cloak, surrendering passion takes the sweetest fall  

Join me in the abyss of gratification as we soar past the river, oceans, the stars, never to look back  
Within that moment in time, I give unto you the breath of immorality as my King Tomcat  
You feel the charge in your loins radiating down to your feet  
The fire we blaze when the destinies of our bodies blend in heat of silken sheets  
Desires, lust, entwined we are, rapture I lay at the helm of your feet  
Immortal man  
In your nakedness, the supreme of your body I command  
My soft hands stroking the virility of ecstasy within your soul, at my will I will tenderly demand  
 
Sniff the aphrodisiac reeking from my pores and in this realistic nocturnal romance  
Undress me as I take a journey through your mind  
Heighted pleasure, as you travel farther, my spirit will come as you seek, my creamy treasure you shall find  
Taste upon the softness of my skin, get intoxicated off my flavor  
Let it arouse you like sips of vintage wine once inside your head, your bed the feeling of me you will cum then savor  
Feasting your tongue around my breasts  
Mm… immortal man you do know how to make me wet  
 
Once my ancient blood is pumping through your veins  
By the full moon, you lay me upon the green pasture, and sink into my candy rain  
The earth moving, shaking  
Losing our souls in the chasm of our spiritual love making  
Cum deep into me my immortal man  
Our limbs entangled, time for us has no realm  
Love bites, my breathless moans, your explicit groans sailing to the fasting of the sunrise  
Easing slowly from the pleasure found between centuries of my Creole thighs  
Go my love, you will kiss upon the sweetest ambrosia of Luna real soon  
Where the life fore of your heart I will always rest upon past the beginning of noon  
 
Tender kisses to you my immortal man…always
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
Nothing great in the world has ever been accomplished without passion.
Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel

Dedicated to a special poet in his absence....
SKC
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