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Relishing Me Softly With His Word
Some would say never give glimpses under your silken sheets
Upon the surrendering where you find that mental and physical sanctuary right between the cortex of these French Creole thighs
Onlooking at my lacy pleasure, you slowly slide down, a sniff, a wink, my blush
Crawling over me, caging my existence
Your heated thoughts, migrating in the abyss of my tighten silken dreams
Taking possession of my tender kisses to your lips
The hunger of your compassion I crave, the dopamine of your intellectual stimuli, I need
Mm… the cascading of its sensations, gets me wet, it’s what sets the enticement of the hunted
Your scent, my mind bathes in, the fervent thoughts of your smell, the taste of your longings, I relish
The thought of your hard girth, easing inside me, oiling the abyss for your sinking, your taking
Loving the feel of your obsession dancing in and out
Wickedly parting me, my thighs dividing wider without conscious
Bodies clenched in this wet tug of war, nails marring, head indenting, eyes fluttering close
Breathless in your quest to please
Whispering in my ear, ‘relax, let it flow’
Palms to palms, you sinking deeper inside me
Sponging up every morsel of my silken drops
The sensuality of my softness pillowing the stature of your hardness
Mm… cupping, pushing against my soft cushion
Your skin pasted against mine, space between souls, we lessen with each outcry
Deeper and deeper... the house of my soul tightly gripping, with each moan escaped
Each grunt in the funneling of penetrating, retreating then piecing deeper
Essences fusing, tongues twisting, bodies gyrating in lost abandonment
My legs twisting around his ankles
The peak of my tongue licking his shoulder blade tasting the sheen of his sweaty manliness
Your hunger to complete the unfilled desires in me
My heart echoing in union the pure lust at its finest from you, giving it all to you
Siphoning me until I admit I’m getting addicted off his animalistic high
Leaving a trail of my scent for the prowl, your hunt, I am the conquest
That jungle heat of my aroma
Keeps you returning to my crime of my inner moisten passion
Only to be conquered
Copyright©SKC-2023
Upon the surrendering where you find that mental and physical sanctuary right between the cortex of these French Creole thighs
Onlooking at my lacy pleasure, you slowly slide down, a sniff, a wink, my blush
Crawling over me, caging my existence
Your heated thoughts, migrating in the abyss of my tighten silken dreams
Taking possession of my tender kisses to your lips
The hunger of your compassion I crave, the dopamine of your intellectual stimuli, I need
Mm… the cascading of its sensations, gets me wet, it’s what sets the enticement of the hunted
Your scent, my mind bathes in, the fervent thoughts of your smell, the taste of your longings, I relish
The thought of your hard girth, easing inside me, oiling the abyss for your sinking, your taking
Loving the feel of your obsession dancing in and out
Wickedly parting me, my thighs dividing wider without conscious
Bodies clenched in this wet tug of war, nails marring, head indenting, eyes fluttering close
Breathless in your quest to please
Whispering in my ear, ‘relax, let it flow’
Palms to palms, you sinking deeper inside me
Sponging up every morsel of my silken drops
The sensuality of my softness pillowing the stature of your hardness
Mm… cupping, pushing against my soft cushion
Your skin pasted against mine, space between souls, we lessen with each outcry
Deeper and deeper... the house of my soul tightly gripping, with each moan escaped
Each grunt in the funneling of penetrating, retreating then piecing deeper
Essences fusing, tongues twisting, bodies gyrating in lost abandonment
My legs twisting around his ankles
The peak of my tongue licking his shoulder blade tasting the sheen of his sweaty manliness
Your hunger to complete the unfilled desires in me
My heart echoing in union the pure lust at its finest from you, giving it all to you
Siphoning me until I admit I’m getting addicted off his animalistic high
Leaving a trail of my scent for the prowl, your hunt, I am the conquest
That jungle heat of my aroma
Keeps you returning to my crime of my inner moisten passion
Only to be conquered
Copyright©SKC-2023
Published 23rd Dec 2023
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Spread love everywhere you go. Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier.
Mother Teresa
Mother Teresa
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23rd Dec 2023 7:30am
Favourite phrase from your poem:
you slowly slide down, a sniff, a wink, my blush.....
Mother Theresa might have blushed at her quote being applied to an erotic poem: "Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier."
you slowly slide down, a sniff, a wink, my blush.....
Mother Theresa might have blushed at her quote being applied to an erotic poem: "Let no one ever come to you without leaving happier."
23rd Dec 2023 11:31am
You are very happy in the morning after your revendovous with your lover. Keep on writing my Queen.
23rd Dec 2023 2:30pm
My dear friend if I may say this your words I put here are so sweet and sensual to my eyes and mind
Essences fusing, tongues twisting, bodies gyrating in lost abandonment
My legs twisting around his ankles
The peak of my tongue licking his shoulder blade tasting the sheen of his sweaty manliness
Your hunger to complete the unfilled desires in me
My heart echoing in union the pure lust at its finest from you, giving it all to you
Essences fusing, tongues twisting, bodies gyrating in lost abandonment
My legs twisting around his ankles
The peak of my tongue licking his shoulder blade tasting the sheen of his sweaty manliness
Your hunger to complete the unfilled desires in me
My heart echoing in union the pure lust at its finest from you, giving it all to you
23rd Dec 2023 3:09pm
The scent, the sight awakens a hunger deep within, that only your flesh and mind will quench.
