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Alien Storm
On this night in question, in my yard, a spaceship landed.
The size of a coin, & technologically equipped.
There, before my eyes, the whole ship expanded.
Flickering in the glow, of the power lines it tripped.
The door opened, & out IT appeared.
Walking down slowly, & with a slight sway.
I stared (eyes bugged) and backed up, as it neared,
It stopped, & stood on a ramp, about midway.
It was short, even as it stood elevated
No larger than, I'd say five foot four.
My eyes adjusted to the bright lights, as it's eyes had apparently been acclimated.
And then I saw something no part of me could ignore.
It's eyes widened, & were of the deepest green.
An open meadow for pupils, both perfectly round.
And the most beautiful skin that I've ever seen.
Not green, or gray, rather a radiant brown.
It stepped closer, & I took the moment to inhale.
A voice spoke out, with a sound like tiny ripples.
It dawned on me then, the figure was a female.
SHE leaned in, till there was no space between my chest, & her erect nipples.
She spoke again.
I felt my own name against my ear.
And a 'somehow' that said we've met, but never a when.
Stranger yet, a rush of feelings, but not one of them fear.
Her lips became like burning ember.
Her tongue, danced within my cheek.
My lips turned cold December.
And she could feel my hips, slowly thrust to a peak.
I laid her down then, there in the grass.
My ten fingers, intertwined within her eight.
Her mouth placed hot, on my brass.
And my becoming more undone, the closer we came to fate.
Her thighs moved, each one like a cloud;
Giving to me her many lips, all of which, were snug & warm.
And her many pearls, which all stood proud;
Then gave way, & equal time to her alien storm.
It was a rainbow cascade,
From which I too came.
A memorable liquid parade,
After which I could never be the same.
She then got up, & to her ship she returned.
I watched, from a distance, her shrinking silhouette.
I thought only of this strange meeting, adjourned.
And for all I can't remember, this night, I can't forget.
The size of a coin, & technologically equipped.
There, before my eyes, the whole ship expanded.
Flickering in the glow, of the power lines it tripped.
The door opened, & out IT appeared.
Walking down slowly, & with a slight sway.
I stared (eyes bugged) and backed up, as it neared,
It stopped, & stood on a ramp, about midway.
It was short, even as it stood elevated
No larger than, I'd say five foot four.
My eyes adjusted to the bright lights, as it's eyes had apparently been acclimated.
And then I saw something no part of me could ignore.
It's eyes widened, & were of the deepest green.
An open meadow for pupils, both perfectly round.
And the most beautiful skin that I've ever seen.
Not green, or gray, rather a radiant brown.
It stepped closer, & I took the moment to inhale.
A voice spoke out, with a sound like tiny ripples.
It dawned on me then, the figure was a female.
SHE leaned in, till there was no space between my chest, & her erect nipples.
She spoke again.
I felt my own name against my ear.
And a 'somehow' that said we've met, but never a when.
Stranger yet, a rush of feelings, but not one of them fear.
Her lips became like burning ember.
Her tongue, danced within my cheek.
My lips turned cold December.
And she could feel my hips, slowly thrust to a peak.
I laid her down then, there in the grass.
My ten fingers, intertwined within her eight.
Her mouth placed hot, on my brass.
And my becoming more undone, the closer we came to fate.
Her thighs moved, each one like a cloud;
Giving to me her many lips, all of which, were snug & warm.
And her many pearls, which all stood proud;
Then gave way, & equal time to her alien storm.
It was a rainbow cascade,
From which I too came.
A memorable liquid parade,
After which I could never be the same.
She then got up, & to her ship she returned.
I watched, from a distance, her shrinking silhouette.
I thought only of this strange meeting, adjourned.
And for all I can't remember, this night, I can't forget.
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