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Mm.. Softly Touching Me (Pink Candle)

I harken to the murmurs of the virile man who has stolen my breaths    
The core of my temple blending, our hearts mending, desires sending    
Mesmerized by his sweet whispers, his kisses, God they make me melt    
His persona, his charismatic charms, uplifts my intellect    
    
How do you measure the distance of time    
When the touches of love have moved beyond tender sentiments in the sublime  
Walking in the shadows of passion when the heart, mind, and soul is perfectly aligned    
The beautiful endurance the heart has taken to willingly comply    
    
Blushing and thinking, oh my, Cupid’s arrow, I love the aim of your surmise    
Only you knew of this gifted surprise    
Sultriness felt all over my Chi, mm.. echoing the whispers to the skies    
He has my existence penned, the scent of him drives me wild    
In Karma’s lifetime no longer can I deny fate, I refuse to remain still    
Who really negates the essence of love, when destiny bends to its surrendering will    
    
I thought I knew me, his masterful seduction, adding in the fusing of my pleasure    
Yet, I’m highly addicted to his nightly thrills, while channeling my weather    
A naked prey I become when this handsome predator is deep inside me    
Sniffing over my skin, licking inside my ear, cupping my buttocks...oh sweet mercy.. yes I am the tease    
Defenseless, ice chips rolling over my lips, a soft kiss to catch the drips    
Then toppling the pleasure with his cold mouth coveting my warm tit    
Wrists clasped above my head, our legs entwined, I am his need    
Devouring my senses, my body his to appease    
    
Shifting bodies, scaling the heights of runaway passion    
My divine honeyed passage tightening around his towering girth, scratching his skin in the throne of his thrashing    
His mouth smothering my lips    
Hungering for his tongue to tongue sloppy kiss    
    
Mm… given my all to the infinity of him, this, an Adonis bliss    
Soft love notes to encounter, soothed by the feel, falling into a catatonia mental drift    
Blanketing, enwrapping me in a beautiful reminisce, riding the waves of the cosmic    
I think this may be it    
Perserverance in his spiritual persist    
My mind, my heart, he upholds the regality of my tender soul    
To kiss the comforts of goodbye when sacred blessings in his absence brings the warmth of me being consoled  
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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It is not enough to have a good mind; the main thing is to use it well.

Rene Descartes
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