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Melt
i remember how
you lingered in my periphery
an exquisite dame indeed
with a soft ember wafting from your soul
seducing my sub-conscious..
with a nurturing verbiage
draped in never-before-seen footage
rekindling a sacred relic
that something absent in the-man-eye
nursing my blind spots
slow burning my spirit kettle...
making me hot under blue collared mannerisms
with your kindred flame
like a benign seductress seeking
to fill an unspoken need
as the safekeeper of compassion
a lover extraordinaire
riding the wave of my windswept passion
you knew me from a distance
I felt you in an instant
thru sex and ceremony of life
thru wizdom and the undercurrent of
your intensified fire...methodical...patient..
you burned baby burned
with a voice...soft...svelte...ultra-felt
took every throb...every thrust...
every sudden rush of emotions
giving me devotion night after night..
you became the simmering quilt to my hard landings
legs spread with sweet understanding
of how a man will always need
a safe space to melt...
you lingered in my periphery
an exquisite dame indeed
with a soft ember wafting from your soul
seducing my sub-conscious..
with a nurturing verbiage
draped in never-before-seen footage
rekindling a sacred relic
that something absent in the-man-eye
nursing my blind spots
slow burning my spirit kettle...
making me hot under blue collared mannerisms
with your kindred flame
like a benign seductress seeking
to fill an unspoken need
as the safekeeper of compassion
a lover extraordinaire
riding the wave of my windswept passion
you knew me from a distance
I felt you in an instant
thru sex and ceremony of life
thru wizdom and the undercurrent of
your intensified fire...methodical...patient..
you burned baby burned
with a voice...soft...svelte...ultra-felt
took every throb...every thrust...
every sudden rush of emotions
giving me devotion night after night..
you became the simmering quilt to my hard landings
legs spread with sweet understanding
of how a man will always need
a safe space to melt...
Published 17th Mar 2024
| Edited 9th Apr 2024
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Naajir, this piece is just, ...DAMN!!! I have no words for many of your pieces. They leave me in beautiful agony, blissful suffering,....craving you, wanting more!
Jeez, write a book already! Love this!
Jeez, write a book already! Love this!
17th Mar 2024 7:24pm
I almost want to tell you to stop, but I so enjoy the torment.
I couldn’t agree more with my esteemed poetess above. You MUST publish.
I couldn’t agree more with my esteemed poetess above. You MUST publish.
Damn! It's been so long since I critiqued writing, much less the emotionally driven erotica when love is weaved within the lines, so my words will only fail me. Loved it ALL, and it also left this girl wanting more Naajir.
