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Inhaling The Gifts Of His Scorpion Midas Touch
Scorching ecstasy given by destiny’s fated entanglement
I feel you my love
Eager hands tasting the suppleness of my flesh
His breath hissing in the perfection of its curvaceous surrender
Receptive murmurs I speak to the dusk of his silhouette
Sluggish evolution of love notes whispered in my ear
The need the want intensified in the esoteric glory of we are
His migration into my temple parting without regards of submission
Lips, worshipping my skin, from feet to head
The invitation to join me in the bed to kiss the ordainment of euphoria
In the crest of my wayward the moans of surrendering
Softly inscribing his composed wishes of love upon my skin
Waves of rapture, embedding deep inside, deeper, and deeper
Spiraling in the abyss of my sanctum
Rapture awakened, scaling in the completion, blending our souls
His aura bathing my Chi with splashes of his nocturnal scent
Gravitating in the sacred refuge of his imprisoned ecstasy
Entwined at the throne his enlightenment
Weakened from the gifts of his Scorpion Midas Touch
I feel you my love
Eager hands tasting the suppleness of my flesh
His breath hissing in the perfection of its curvaceous surrender
Receptive murmurs I speak to the dusk of his silhouette
Sluggish evolution of love notes whispered in my ear
The need the want intensified in the esoteric glory of we are
His migration into my temple parting without regards of submission
Lips, worshipping my skin, from feet to head
The invitation to join me in the bed to kiss the ordainment of euphoria
In the crest of my wayward the moans of surrendering
Softly inscribing his composed wishes of love upon my skin
Waves of rapture, embedding deep inside, deeper, and deeper
Spiraling in the abyss of my sanctum
Rapture awakened, scaling in the completion, blending our souls
His aura bathing my Chi with splashes of his nocturnal scent
Gravitating in the sacred refuge of his imprisoned ecstasy
Entwined at the throne his enlightenment
Weakened from the gifts of his Scorpion Midas Touch
Published 31st Oct 2023
| Edited 21st Jun 2024
Author's Note
Enjoy your Tuesday everyone, and be safe if you venture out this evening with your little ones.
SKC
SKC
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31st Oct 2023 8:03pm
WOW my friend in these lines capture this heart and soul
His migration into my temple parting without regards of submission
Lips, worshipping my skin, from feet to head
The invitation to join me in the bed to kiss the ordainment of euphoria
In the crest of my wayward the moans of surrendering
Softly inscribing his composed wishes of love upon my skin
Waves of rapture, embedding deep inside, deeper, and deeper
Spiraling in the abyss of my sanctum
Rapture awakened, scaling in the completion, blending our souls
His aura bathing my Chi with splashes of his nocturnal scent
Gravitating in the sacred refuge of his imprisoned ecstasy
Entwined at the throne his enlightenment
Weakened from the gifts of his Scorpion Midas Touch
His migration into my temple parting without regards of submission
Lips, worshipping my skin, from feet to head
The invitation to join me in the bed to kiss the ordainment of euphoria
In the crest of my wayward the moans of surrendering
Softly inscribing his composed wishes of love upon my skin
Waves of rapture, embedding deep inside, deeper, and deeper
Spiraling in the abyss of my sanctum
Rapture awakened, scaling in the completion, blending our souls
His aura bathing my Chi with splashes of his nocturnal scent
Gravitating in the sacred refuge of his imprisoned ecstasy
Entwined at the throne his enlightenment
Weakened from the gifts of his Scorpion Midas Touch
31st Oct 2023 9:27pm
The bonding of physical and Astral love making is palpable in this sensual verse...
Both inner and superficial come together I'm climax! Yet another wonderful write from her majesty of poetry!!!
Sir J Poet
Both inner and superficial come together I'm climax! Yet another wonderful write from her majesty of poetry!!!
Sir J Poet
Another sensuous piece, both the writing and the picture. Favourite chunk:
Scorching ecstasy given by destiny’s fated entanglement
I feel you my love
Eager hands tasting the suppleness of my flesh
His breath hissing in the perfection of its curvaceous surrender
Receptive murmurs I speak to the dusk of his silhouette
Sluggish evolution of love notes whispered in my ear
The need the want intensified in the esoteric glory of we are
His migration into my temple parting without regards of submission
Lips, worshipping my skin, from feet to head
The invitation to join me in the bed to kiss the ordainment of euphoria
In the crest of my wayward the moans of surrendering
The picture inspired this rhyme in my mind, imagining the travel of her kisses:
From my throat downwards to my hips
I feel the train of kissing lips,
paying your homage to your King
unto his seat of desiring......
Scorching ecstasy given by destiny’s fated entanglement
I feel you my love
Eager hands tasting the suppleness of my flesh
His breath hissing in the perfection of its curvaceous surrender
Receptive murmurs I speak to the dusk of his silhouette
Sluggish evolution of love notes whispered in my ear
The need the want intensified in the esoteric glory of we are
His migration into my temple parting without regards of submission
Lips, worshipping my skin, from feet to head
The invitation to join me in the bed to kiss the ordainment of euphoria
In the crest of my wayward the moans of surrendering
The picture inspired this rhyme in my mind, imagining the travel of her kisses:
From my throat downwards to my hips
I feel the train of kissing lips,
paying your homage to your King
unto his seat of desiring......
1st Nov 2023 10:07pm
The sensuality, passion and mutual love flow through this peace. The two needing each other to become a stronger one with the utility of being capable as a team of two. Protecting and enlightening each other. Bliss!
His golden touch is want drew you to him. Keep on writing my Queen. Your wisdom for and those hungry eyes is what drew me to you.
2nd Nov 2023 00:42am
Seems that all the well deserved praise has thoroughly adorned this poetry. I’ll simply add that Midas must have gave it a glance because it’s golden.
4th Nov 2023 4:14am
5th Nov 2023 1:16pm
Delicious and lyrical in all those right places. The anticipation and the "migration into that temple without regards for submission" conjure quite a merging of reactions. The writer seems to have that "touch", too.
6th Nov 2023 6:00am
Following on from my earlier comment, I have today posted a poem titled Downwards, inspired by the picture.
