Simply.. Him

The melody of my muse  
Enthralling sensations from mental whispers as I seductively use
A very beguiling instrument of passion for a poetess such as me  
In the form of a hirsute chest wall, dark-brown eyes, and a body as strong as the mighty sea  
 
I can’t think straight I pull back my covers  
His handsome manly body creeping between my thighs, as he hovers  
He takes my mind to the revelation of the fifth wonder  
Elated, sedated, which my mental muse has breathlessly created  
 
That inner peace he instills to tame any writer’s block beast  
Who at times, knocks on my door as I surrender in mental defeat  
Not today I sweetly say  
With my muse, if there’s a will, but I’m highly addictive to him doing it his animalistic way  
 
The floor, the bed, the couch, my desktop, and yes even in the shower  
It feels so damn good when my muse straddles me, thrusting me in the midnight hour  
 
Stimulating, he’s what I would call  
A gifted body  
Quite intoxicating, more potent than alcohol  
Drunk in love  
A muse I will never get rid of  
Standing while he’s romancing  
He lays me down, body-to-body physically dancing  
 
Mm… tiring me out  
Beyond a shadow of a doubt  
Assuring me I’m his thoughts as he has me nude on my back  
With my muse deep inside me  
His hard code no other could come to crack  
 
I sit as I type  
My muse softly kissing down my back, falling for the expertise of his seducing knack  
He knows I get weak from his touches as they physically hype  
Waiting for the right moment to part my thighs when his pipe is ripe  
How he untangles my mind I have no gripe  
 
He emotionally teases me  
He mentally pleases me  
Then he physically leads me  
 
My computer keys are now ringing  
My body once again is now singing  
While in the mist of me bringing  
The flow of my mind  
Thank goodness for the oral art of mankind  
Licked up, licked down still wet downtown  
 
Mm.. I’m not complaining  
Mind is still consciously pulsating, raining  
Love how he feels when he inspires  
Pampering the essence of my mind, before it totally expires
 
 
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