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Baby, Let’s Cruise... Away… From Here….

Mm.. where are you  
I inhale your scent wandering in the sway of the nocturnal breeze  
Exhaling, only to hear the faint pulsate of your heart  
Sexual therapeutics to my intellect with hushed voices, so faint  
The aura of your persona cloaked  
Step forward so I can read the beautiful lingo of spoken words to swoon  
Oh, how it resonates beyond the illumination of my Hunter’s moon  
Your beautiful temple suffices the banquet of my harvesting I gather  
For a beautiful time upon a time  
 
If I close my eyes, will you be in my dreams  
Upon my awakening laying near my warm flesh  
Are you near, do you still inhale my honey scent  
Think of me in that fusing naughtiness when I’m hot like the first day of Summer  
Mm… your intellect my sanctuary, let your muscular body provide me shade  
Mingle my essence within that sweaty thrust of your temple  
When our souls bathe in the pools of each other’s breath  
 
As I once drifted to you on the balcony of a Paris Hotel Suite  
You whispered the secrets of love notes in my ear  
The music in the baritone allure of your voice  
I drifted on the rippling current of its ouroboros vibe  
Bestowed and gifted, unwrapped in the smoothness of the craving  
 
The back of his hand slowly appraising down my cleavage  
Floating upstream only to be softly kissed by the promises of his carnal desires  
Mm.. ravish me in the manly heat of your poetic caresses  
Alluring your streams of pleasure to manifest its nature in rising  
Let it flow... oh sweet mercy, let it flow  
Only to drown in the depth of a cyclone  
Reality once dipped in the crest of rhapsody  
   
Here I am as I lay bare to you the silhouette of my soul  
Whispered serenades of a siren’s melodies tenderly surrendered  
In the clouds of entwined illusion, the image of me, we, us, let it carry the words of your heart  
Put it on the sacred scroll and baptize my eyes in the pulsate  
Let my heart decipher  
 
Swooning my mind in the bow of Cupid’s purpose  
Close your eyes, and I am here  
Open and feel the wisp of passion, radiating from my heart  
Take me back to the time  
When your groans blended with my moans a chorus of beautiful sheet music Our passion signature our yearns  
Honey slowly pouring in the name of lust  
 
On my abdomen the drag of your tongue, letting me know  
The stars to Nirvana felt in your every touch  
Your lips claiming the back of my thighs  
Oh yes, that feels so good  
Do you remember  
Atoning to seek enticing comforts in the cocoon of a silent wandering heart  
 
 
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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