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Gate Keeper
the dragon breathes outside heaven’s gate
as I long to push deep down into your truth
passion is entwined between love and hate
I stand ready at the invitation of youth
the swollen need pleads for a honeyed release
reverence before the feast of your cocoon
guardian’s warmth would slay the sacred beast
caught in the aching grip of her fevered moon
satin lips and the sweet craving to sip of seed
disrobed hips that beckon with whispers moist
rose perfect creation and the dew drops of need
her swelling songs are ready to be voiced
the canvas of your skin painted with pleasure
as tainted angel feathers fall in soft caress
slick frenzied mess with a scent of heather
tongue and pearl swirled with such finesse
sweat and sin beneath the pink cloven sky
see as time moves slower than a sunset’s fall
fingers slide past as the dream draws nigh
while from the centre springs her waterfall
near the creviced entrance to your hiding place
sweet nectar seeps and gathers fast at the tip
bated breath infused with a touch of velvet grace
feel of the walled resistance as I inside I slip
as I long to push deep down into your truth
passion is entwined between love and hate
I stand ready at the invitation of youth
the swollen need pleads for a honeyed release
reverence before the feast of your cocoon
guardian’s warmth would slay the sacred beast
caught in the aching grip of her fevered moon
satin lips and the sweet craving to sip of seed
disrobed hips that beckon with whispers moist
rose perfect creation and the dew drops of need
her swelling songs are ready to be voiced
the canvas of your skin painted with pleasure
as tainted angel feathers fall in soft caress
slick frenzied mess with a scent of heather
tongue and pearl swirled with such finesse
sweat and sin beneath the pink cloven sky
see as time moves slower than a sunset’s fall
fingers slide past as the dream draws nigh
while from the centre springs her waterfall
near the creviced entrance to your hiding place
sweet nectar seeps and gathers fast at the tip
bated breath infused with a touch of velvet grace
feel of the walled resistance as I inside I slip
Published 8th Apr 2023
Author's Note
A cute security guard took a shining to me last week. 😁🤣
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