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Mm.. And You Handsome One, Can Call Me, Kitty

Touch me with gentle brushstrokes on the journey to morning  
We laid among the stars until fading streaks of the sunrise glory
Wrinkled sheets of yesterday will tell our fairytale story  
Delicately paint my skin with kisses all over in the midnight hour
To love of one entwined by the skies gives the moon its infinity power
As your hands blindly roam my curvaceous Chi throughout the night  
Emotions draped a naked canvas on a silken easel as passion leisurely take flight  
A wet masterpiece of clenched hands imprints of its salacious plight  
  
Engraved to set curious patron’s minds on fire  
A runaway museum painting of brushstrokes, seduced on a canvass of wicked desires  
Sensations unto the lavish of silk softly defends me, a seductress by nature, a gentle sedative by degree  
Allow me to seduce, words hotter than an desert’s breeze
Umm, and please don’t forget the soft spot behind my ear as you softy tease  
Now you know that weakening attention always buckles my knees  
Swoop me up in your arms  
Enwrap my ambiance within honeyed poetic charms  
Hum…choices to subdue, to give earthly due  
The wanton feline in me... mm.. feed the tiger his carnal food  
  
In the jungle, as they say, the mighty beast roars  
The rose petal scent of my silken aroma keeps him prowling for more  
Channeling my weather, while knocking on my mental door  
Very interesting to see how minds’ shine, or to see how you can propel a star  
Before the heart's desires pushes it too far  
Are you with me to unveil this beautiful piece of art  
I love how you utilized all my womanly body parts  
  
Umm...handsome one, I think you forgot a place, the canvas lays bare there  
Spinning me as your hard brush springs into action, once standing, now floating on air  
Moaning how you etched over my tender skin  
Dipping his brush inside the rainbow, then perfected the silhouettes ascend  
Not coming up for air until you rediscovered the beauty of your masterpiece again  
Dancing in the mist of sniffing my petal silken flower    
In his presence he stands erect, mmm… to cause a rain shower  
  
Take my mind under your bondage, enjoy its sultry treat any way you can  
Bliss and passion colliding, while you taste my creamy trickles from my Candyland  
Promises as we enjoy the gift of a painted masterpiece
I really don’t need a light to set my heart free  
It’s there for all to see
As you gradually come to feel the true essence inside of me  

Oh, that feels sooo darn good, when submitting unto  
Softly groan out my name, and I will do anything for you  
You sincerely allowed me to titillate you for an enticing mindful play  
Connected as one, once we lay  
Enjoy inside the alluring walls of my private museum  
Whereas the word within my canvas vividly portrays the hues of him
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
The more I think about it, the more I realize there is nothing more artistic than to love others.

Vincent Van Gogh
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