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A Love Letter To Yoruba God Obatala From Yoruba Goddess Oshun
Mm… if I let you make slow and passionate love to me tonight handsome man
Giving unto you, my one and only sacred chance
Such a beautiful celestial dance
Of hearts, minds, encircled by our entwine souls
Moving through the cosmos on cruise control
Are you that man, who’ve I’ve waited for, who will give me a part of your world
The mother of your pearls
Whispering me your salvation, granting me your promises, devoid of pressure or demands
Would you know what I like by the softens you hear in my voice
Telling me you like my lacy teddy of blue, for you, no other can compare by choice
I’m scared to place both feet forward to believe, taking your hand, yet, allowing you to lead
Serenading me on your knees
You are the wisps of passion to my neck that makes me say please
Eyes closing when his loving is taking me over the edge, he makes my love cum down
The echoes of his grunts like musical sounds
My name has a tune behind it, nowhere else to be found
Looking down into my eyes, stealing a kiss, pulling me into his embrace to the feel the need of his Creole's wish
Clothes disappearing in a matter of time
Laying me down on his bed, licking around his lips for the thought of Nirvana nestled between my thighs
Intake of breaths, and he has not even caressed my skin yet
All through dinner his swag keeping my satin panties wet
Cannot advert my eyes with the man who stands
Crawling over me, opening my legs, knowing he now has me in the palm of his hands
French kissing, teasing the soft folds of my clit, smearing the taste of me around my lips
Holding my hands at my side, conjuring the feeling when desires and rapture collide
He dominates the wants of my ecstasy
Tongue flicking my nipples the need for him to complete me, coming on stronger as he please
I hear the music of his soul playing so loud, its charismatic so clear
He is the saxophone the love notes of his magnetic sentiments takes my mind past the stratosphere
Oh, sweet mercy, legs opening wider, arrogant in knowing he’s the only man who could make this pussy trickle
Loving my essence in the release of his monstrous ripple
Mmm.. without effort, without work, giving up that creamy twerk
A genuine person, I can see, bite, taste, tell, smell
Rolling me over onto my side, his favorite position, scissor style
I love that, due in part that could take a while
Keeping me satisfied and a night of smiles
Kissing my lips, while sliding his arousal in and out
Making this night worth our while mm...no doubt
Quickly placing me on top of him, without further ado
His palm rolling down my abdomen, a finger delving all up inside my juicy food
Gyration, loving his digit stimulation, a climatic gushing from dick starvation
Mm... rubbing my cunt juices on my neck, each lingering finger stroke felt
Sinking deeper, moaning to the Heavens, tongue anchoring in my ear, making me melt
Circling my slit, sitting up, holding his erection, sliding my silken walls down, mm.. oh yes
Both of us falling to the abyss of euphoric bliss
I blush that he loves to read my sultry poems before his lips claim mine in a lingering kiss
The taste of his mouth
Flavored by my wet South
The woman who clothes he rips off once he closes the door
Lifting me up, sometimes we cannot make it past the floor
Inhaling and softy exhaling here, you just have that tender effect on me
Giving unto you, my one and only sacred chance
Such a beautiful celestial dance
Of hearts, minds, encircled by our entwine souls
Moving through the cosmos on cruise control
Are you that man, who’ve I’ve waited for, who will give me a part of your world
The mother of your pearls
Whispering me your salvation, granting me your promises, devoid of pressure or demands
Would you know what I like by the softens you hear in my voice
Telling me you like my lacy teddy of blue, for you, no other can compare by choice
I’m scared to place both feet forward to believe, taking your hand, yet, allowing you to lead
Serenading me on your knees
You are the wisps of passion to my neck that makes me say please
Eyes closing when his loving is taking me over the edge, he makes my love cum down
The echoes of his grunts like musical sounds
My name has a tune behind it, nowhere else to be found
Looking down into my eyes, stealing a kiss, pulling me into his embrace to the feel the need of his Creole's wish
Clothes disappearing in a matter of time
Laying me down on his bed, licking around his lips for the thought of Nirvana nestled between my thighs
Intake of breaths, and he has not even caressed my skin yet
All through dinner his swag keeping my satin panties wet
Cannot advert my eyes with the man who stands
Crawling over me, opening my legs, knowing he now has me in the palm of his hands
French kissing, teasing the soft folds of my clit, smearing the taste of me around my lips
Holding my hands at my side, conjuring the feeling when desires and rapture collide
He dominates the wants of my ecstasy
Tongue flicking my nipples the need for him to complete me, coming on stronger as he please
I hear the music of his soul playing so loud, its charismatic so clear
He is the saxophone the love notes of his magnetic sentiments takes my mind past the stratosphere
Oh, sweet mercy, legs opening wider, arrogant in knowing he’s the only man who could make this pussy trickle
Loving my essence in the release of his monstrous ripple
Mmm.. without effort, without work, giving up that creamy twerk
A genuine person, I can see, bite, taste, tell, smell
Rolling me over onto my side, his favorite position, scissor style
I love that, due in part that could take a while
Keeping me satisfied and a night of smiles
Kissing my lips, while sliding his arousal in and out
Making this night worth our while mm...no doubt
Quickly placing me on top of him, without further ado
His palm rolling down my abdomen, a finger delving all up inside my juicy food
Gyration, loving his digit stimulation, a climatic gushing from dick starvation
Mm... rubbing my cunt juices on my neck, each lingering finger stroke felt
Sinking deeper, moaning to the Heavens, tongue anchoring in my ear, making me melt
Circling my slit, sitting up, holding his erection, sliding my silken walls down, mm.. oh yes
Both of us falling to the abyss of euphoric bliss
I blush that he loves to read my sultry poems before his lips claim mine in a lingering kiss
The taste of his mouth
Flavored by my wet South
The woman who clothes he rips off once he closes the door
Lifting me up, sometimes we cannot make it past the floor
Inhaling and softy exhaling here, you just have that tender effect on me
Published 4th Nov 2024
Author's Note
Boo-Boo... wake up... all these words speaking your creed I just wrote…at least you can smile.. Boo-Boo get up.. Darn it.. ahh.. he just tired.. double shifts.. the words still fit that handsome man above…
Love and Hugs, always
SKC🤎
Love and Hugs, always
SKC🤎
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