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Woman Me
She beckons me with her wide hips
a twinkle in her eye, mouth pouted as if to say "come hither"
my gaze lfts up to watch her tongue work on her lips
my hands imagine the feel of her full, round buttocks,my insides quiver
she switches and sways from side to side, jiggling her backside
i can almost taste her sacred juices from betwix her thick thighs
i mustconfess, though i've never lain with another woman
i'd strip bare, showing her every part of me, every inch and every imperfection
she says she'll make a woman out of me
unshield my eyes and let me breath,
in the sweet smelling aroma of her being
unshelter me, and educate me, she aims to entice me
as she nibles on the shell of my ear, licking and tasting me
i can only utter two words "women me"
"woman me", each time her lustful eyes meet mine
"woman me", as she spreads her long endless legs, revealing all to me
"woman me", as my eyes drink in her beautiful, glowing girth, so devine
"woman me", when i have her large but soft form beneath me
"woman me", as she twists and wriggles under my form as she reaches orgasm
"woman me:, i kiss away her tears from sheer pleasure
the final hour approaches and she stirs
my eyes trail from her dark, curly black hair
to her large warm breasts
i briefly recall cupping them in my palms, before meeting her cloudy eyes
the message is clear without speaking
she places on her clothes
a kiss on my cheek and she's leaving
out the door, goodbye with no words
a bitter feeling sets in for i know
that she won't be back, no she'll never return
leaving me with these memories, the tears flow
her prescence haunting me, i crave her once more, it is her that i yern
so much, my fickle heart has fallen deeply
im lying naked, alone, my heart is bleeding
swallowing the sour taste in my mouth, my words spoken come back to me
"you don't have to love me, just let me
Just let me pretend please, baby"
i gave a silent cry as her fingers plunged deep hitting that spot inside me
i could only manage to whisper and it was only just two words, "woman me"
a twinkle in her eye, mouth pouted as if to say "come hither"
my gaze lfts up to watch her tongue work on her lips
my hands imagine the feel of her full, round buttocks,my insides quiver
she switches and sways from side to side, jiggling her backside
i can almost taste her sacred juices from betwix her thick thighs
i mustconfess, though i've never lain with another woman
i'd strip bare, showing her every part of me, every inch and every imperfection
she says she'll make a woman out of me
unshield my eyes and let me breath,
in the sweet smelling aroma of her being
unshelter me, and educate me, she aims to entice me
as she nibles on the shell of my ear, licking and tasting me
i can only utter two words "women me"
"woman me", each time her lustful eyes meet mine
"woman me", as she spreads her long endless legs, revealing all to me
"woman me", as my eyes drink in her beautiful, glowing girth, so devine
"woman me", when i have her large but soft form beneath me
"woman me", as she twists and wriggles under my form as she reaches orgasm
"woman me:, i kiss away her tears from sheer pleasure
the final hour approaches and she stirs
my eyes trail from her dark, curly black hair
to her large warm breasts
i briefly recall cupping them in my palms, before meeting her cloudy eyes
the message is clear without speaking
she places on her clothes
a kiss on my cheek and she's leaving
out the door, goodbye with no words
a bitter feeling sets in for i know
that she won't be back, no she'll never return
leaving me with these memories, the tears flow
her prescence haunting me, i crave her once more, it is her that i yern
so much, my fickle heart has fallen deeply
im lying naked, alone, my heart is bleeding
swallowing the sour taste in my mouth, my words spoken come back to me
"you don't have to love me, just let me
Just let me pretend please, baby"
i gave a silent cry as her fingers plunged deep hitting that spot inside me
i could only manage to whisper and it was only just two words, "woman me"
Published 6th Jun 2012
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6th Jun 2012 11:49pm
This young lady....is an exquisite piece..
it feels like something Maya Angelou would have written....It ebbs and flows...with rythym and grace ...
well done!
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it feels like something Maya Angelou would have written....It ebbs and flows...with rythym and grace ...
well done!
Welcome to DUP
17th Jun 2012 4:42am
Thank You. I wasn't really sure if it was too much, to honest, etc. And i love Maya Angelou, i have almost all of her pieces, she inspired me to start writing my own poetry. I have been able to improve my writing by learning through hers. This is the result. :p thx again.
