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Spilling Ink - With my fabulously talented poet friend, Anonymous

Yellow glow of candles rare        
Jazz like smoke in perfumed air        
silk scarves binding wrists        
ankles        
eyes and hair        
making a body fair        
a naked cross, sultry bare        
       
(It's like he's crawled up inside my nightly dreams
Could this really be?
)        
       
Now isn't this a pretty sight?        
What to do, what to do        
       
(Relieve me of this need        
On my waiting body feed)
       
       
I will spill your ink all over you        
       
"How he prefers her        
Thighs        
Breasts        
Ass        
Bodacious and beautiful        
Satisfying"        
       
I know how you prefer your payment        
       
"Curved        
Long        
Deep        
Audacious and ample        
Repeatedly"        
       
So, I chose some words that you should not lament        
       
"I love hot, dirty almost animalistic sex        
Ravenous to pleasure        
I need to be tempered        
I also love slow and sensual sex        
to the amber glow of candles        
and a sexy playlist"        
       
Number two sounds divine, it's time to take some time        
       
"You in my mouth        
Now, for more hours than the last        
You think you can't last        
as I bring you to the edge and back        
You beg me to finish        
I wish I could grant your wish        
But I ain't done        
With        
You        
Yet"        
       
(I need what he has to give to me        
My own words wrapped in mystery        
Oh, how could this be?        
So very heavenly)        
 
     
Images from your senryu are what I love to do        
       
"Lying in love's bliss        
As you french kiss my slick lips        
And I raise my hips"        
       
(Chills I have on skin that's bare        
His style I find quite rare        
Nothing compares       
Lover extraordinaire)
       
       
Afterwards, this will be divine too        
       
"To accommodate you I pull        
my legs up beside my ears        
Equipped to handle        
your forceful, stiffened thrusts"        
       
(Ooh, I've died a thousand deaths        
In the span of a thousand breaths        
Don't stop now        
As I shudder and scream onto your        
stiffened and forceful silhouette)        
Written by Her
Published | Edited 20th Apr 2024
Author's Note
Copyright @2023 Her (aka MPT). All rights reserved.

What would you do if a new lover seduced you with your own poetry?
This is what happened to me…
Thank you, my friend for making this poem what it is.
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