The Pauper (If Not Me Than Who, Him)

My body’s sensations reaping  
Erratic heartbeats spiraling into a tornado of passion  
The sweeten taste of ecstasy slowly seeping  
Laying my temple upon the bed of his fortuities  
Inhaling the ambience of my endorphins  
The fragrance of my aura drawing him nearer  
   
Standing in the silhouettes of time  
Stroking the gift of his aroused insignia  
His finger, slow dragging, worshiping the hue of my skin  
Soft whimpers of anticipation in his supremacy to claim    
Anchoring in the haloed silken passage of my divinity  
The persona of his pleasure tasting the Heavens of my silky yearn  
Breathless in the surrendering of my Sacred Chakra feeling of the three Heavens  
Tears stains where inks stains have tenderly tattooed my heart  
       
Mingling, cascading, and creating the passage to flee  
Oh yes, mm... sweating, tapping all into my essence while he’s humping  
Palming his gluteus, wrapping my legs around his ankles    
Pressing him downward into the soft gripping of my pinkish yoni, his pelvic double bumping
Oh God, mm... he feels so good, deep inside me  
   
Retracting, leaning his head down    
Tongue to tongue, kissing, the extension of his lust, curling around and around  
Plundering deeper  
Oh, sweet mercy, he is a keeper  
His vowels taking my body higher  
Carnal surging, desires purging undeniable desires  
   
Come unto me, my love  
   
   
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