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“He’s The Moorish Moth To My Internal Hebrew Flame”

The teacher, preacher, yet still the student    
I take the avowal of my impartialness, but yet still prudent        
There came a gallant man breathlessly I awaited        
Gently kisses my mind, feelings never dissipated        
Magnetic words felt to my fluttering heart          
Loving the erratic pulsate from the mental jumpstart        
 
When daylight has gone  
And darkness is in full bloom  
He dreams of me for my alluring flames to softy swoon  
Visiting me in his candle lit bedroom          
Speak in my ear tenderly, softly, pudding in hands, rendering me emotionally weak        
For the first time in my life, words are failing me to hide or speak        
 
Like a soft wish, nearness wished upon        
Fate, Karma, he my Destiny, yet no sneakers on to run        
School girl crush, passionately shy        
Enchanted, entangled souls written in the sky        
        
Life is so grand for me, I must say        
Umm…dazzling me senselessly, with such enticing Psalms be that he may        
I love to enthrall him as we seductively or mentally play        
My intellectual essence dancing on his tongue from my dialect foray      
Passion soaring as he’s transfixed while looking into forever, casted in my eyes  
The warmth to his skin is his midnight lullaby      
Shh, what he does to me under the blanket of stars…umm, I will never tell        
If we were an erotic book, we would definitely sell
 
A night of relishing our heart desires            
This Moth getting hot from the heat of my flaming fire            
Here bellow in the shadow of sizzling lust            
Anticipating his word to turn me up, find in the cascading of his mortal touch            
Soothe me            
Caress the infusing of my heat      
 
Handsome one I love this whispered dance        
Hush Hush Romance        
I love it when you please me as our minds greets          
Such sweet words, found in the dreams, manifested from our minds, mm.. as our loving burns our immortal sheets        
Exploring the inside of my butter rum juices, seeping healing powers        
His love notes weakening my needs        
Honey hooking him between he is the carnal whispers, in him I see the passage to the skies      
Grunts, moans, in the throne of him self-pleasure, my dancing silhouette binding our ties      
        
Naked flower seeds of love        
Granted paradise rains from above        
Moonlit bathed as its passion stem glows        
Inhaling the aphrodisiac scent as his manly endowment quickly grows        
                  
Absence makes the heart grow stronger        
Endurance from you, blazing the sheets longer        
Sunset to sunrise        
Umm, I loved your nightly gift of surprise        
Never to leave you behind        
Sedated, as we now allow our bodies to unwind      
 
Celestial promises, as he watches me dance under my Super Moon            
Whispers traveling to my Charkas, floating over the Nile blue lagoon            
Past Egypt sand dunes            
Bodies sweetly parlaying to melodies of Heaven’s bassoon            
Honeyed lashes of words stroking my cerebral cortex            
Climatic overtures, seeping, soaking wet            
 
       

 
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
Celebrating the Hebrew Man And All My Moorish Knights Week

Love and Hugs, always
SKC🤎
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