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“My Soft Whispers Upon His Chest”
Mm.. where are you
I inhale your scent wandering in the sway of the nocturnal breeze
Exhaling, only to hear the faint pulsate of your heart
Sexual therapeutics to my intellect with hushed voices, so faint
The aura of your persona veiled unto me
Step forward so I can read the beautiful lingo of spoken words to swoon
Oh, how it resonates beyond the illumination of my Hunter’s moon
Your beautiful temple suffices the banquet of my harvesting I gather
For a beautiful sepia page upon a time
If I close my eyes, will you be in my dreams
Upon my awakening laying near my warm flesh
Are you near, do you still inhale my honey scent
Think of me in that fusing naughtiness when I’m hot like the first day of Summer
Mm… your intellect my sanctuary, let your muscular body provide me shade
Mingle my essence within that sweaty thrust of your temple
When our souls bathe in the pools of each other’s breath
As I once drifted to you on the balcony of a Paris Hotel Suite
You whispered the secrets of love notes in my ear
The music in the baritone allure of your voice
I drifted on the rippling current of its ouroboros vibe
Bestowed and gifted, unwrapped in the smoothness of the craving
The back of your hand slowly appraising down my cleavage
Floating upstream only to be softly kissed by the promises of your carnal desires
Mm.. ravish me in the manly heat of your poetic caresses
Alluring your streams of pleasure to manifest its nature in your uprising, my down falling
Let it flow... oh sweet mercy, let it flow
Only to drown in the depth of a cyclone
Reality once dipped in the crest of rhapsody
Here I am as I lay bare to you the silhouette of my soul
Whispered serenades of a siren’s melodies tenderly surrendered
In the clouds of entwined illusion, the image of me, we, us, let it carry the words of your heart
Put it on the sacred scroll and baptize my eyes in the pulsate
Let my heart decipher
Swooning my mind in the bow of Cupid’s purpose
Close your eyes, and I am here
Open and feel the wisp of passion, radiating from my heart
Take me back to the time
When your groans blended with my moans a chorus of beautiful sheet music, our passion marks signature our yearns
Honey slowly pouring in the name of lust
On my abdomen the zigzagging of your tongue, letting me know
The stars to Nirvana felt in your every touch
Your lips claiming the back of my thighs
Oh yes, that feels so good
Do you remember
Atoning to seek enticing comforts in the cocoon of a silent wandering heart
I inhale your scent wandering in the sway of the nocturnal breeze
Exhaling, only to hear the faint pulsate of your heart
Sexual therapeutics to my intellect with hushed voices, so faint
The aura of your persona veiled unto me
Step forward so I can read the beautiful lingo of spoken words to swoon
Oh, how it resonates beyond the illumination of my Hunter’s moon
Your beautiful temple suffices the banquet of my harvesting I gather
For a beautiful sepia page upon a time
If I close my eyes, will you be in my dreams
Upon my awakening laying near my warm flesh
Are you near, do you still inhale my honey scent
Think of me in that fusing naughtiness when I’m hot like the first day of Summer
Mm… your intellect my sanctuary, let your muscular body provide me shade
Mingle my essence within that sweaty thrust of your temple
When our souls bathe in the pools of each other’s breath
As I once drifted to you on the balcony of a Paris Hotel Suite
You whispered the secrets of love notes in my ear
The music in the baritone allure of your voice
I drifted on the rippling current of its ouroboros vibe
Bestowed and gifted, unwrapped in the smoothness of the craving
The back of your hand slowly appraising down my cleavage
Floating upstream only to be softly kissed by the promises of your carnal desires
Mm.. ravish me in the manly heat of your poetic caresses
Alluring your streams of pleasure to manifest its nature in your uprising, my down falling
Let it flow... oh sweet mercy, let it flow
Only to drown in the depth of a cyclone
Reality once dipped in the crest of rhapsody
Here I am as I lay bare to you the silhouette of my soul
Whispered serenades of a siren’s melodies tenderly surrendered
In the clouds of entwined illusion, the image of me, we, us, let it carry the words of your heart
Put it on the sacred scroll and baptize my eyes in the pulsate
Let my heart decipher
Swooning my mind in the bow of Cupid’s purpose
Close your eyes, and I am here
Open and feel the wisp of passion, radiating from my heart
Take me back to the time
When your groans blended with my moans a chorus of beautiful sheet music, our passion marks signature our yearns
Honey slowly pouring in the name of lust
On my abdomen the zigzagging of your tongue, letting me know
The stars to Nirvana felt in your every touch
Your lips claiming the back of my thighs
Oh yes, that feels so good
Do you remember
Atoning to seek enticing comforts in the cocoon of a silent wandering heart
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Author's Note
Rose is a rose is a rose is a rose.
Gertrude Stein
From My Lady In Red Series (Yearn)
Gertrude Stein
From My Lady In Red Series (Yearn)
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Yesterday 1:39am
This stanza, my friend in my mind and heart, is the heart of this ink spill on thy canvas
Yesterday 2:31am
This composition is such a turn on. Your words lingers with feathery touch . Beautiful write-up
Yesterday 6:02am
As sharedjehan says, a turn on. Favourite verse (reminds me so much of the picture):
The back of your hand slowly appraising down my cleavage
Floating upstream only to be softly kissed by the promises of your carnal desires
Mm.. ravish me in the manly heat of your poetic caresses
Alluring your streams of pleasure to manifest its nature in your uprising, my down falling
Let it flow... oh sweet mercy, let it flow
Only to drown in the depth of a cyclone
Reality once dipped in the crest of rhapsody
The back of your hand slowly appraising down my cleavage
Floating upstream only to be softly kissed by the promises of your carnal desires
Mm.. ravish me in the manly heat of your poetic caresses
Alluring your streams of pleasure to manifest its nature in your uprising, my down falling
Let it flow... oh sweet mercy, let it flow
Only to drown in the depth of a cyclone
Reality once dipped in the crest of rhapsody
Yesterday 11:43pm
My eyes are closed, I feel the presence of your touch. You touch me in places that makes the moonlight blush. You kiss my lips, time stands still. So I am no rush, I slide inside of your secret garden, so wet fertile and plush. I hear your moans in the night. I listen close. Shhh my love is silent as I tell my whispers to hush. Emotions swelling like the ocean, the cumming of the waves. I am the ship that's enter your haven. My heart is your cargo I am shacked by your seduction, I plow your fertile field, love is what you sow.now cum reap the pleasures of your slave. I am your man atop your mountain,that dwells in the warmness of your cave. Love is yours love is you my Queen. Our hearts beats as one making this a love scene.
