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Seeds Upon Barren Ground (a call for Rain)
Manchild in the promised land
I stand naked and tall in the midday sun
head to the sky
arms wide open........waiting
....for you to *cum*
"Good seed don’t grow
On the barren ground
Good things don’t come along
As you just sit dreaming on
Good seed don’t grow
On the barren ground
All things fade away
and you're still around
What’ll you do-where will you go?.........."
Wind parched, hot and weary
An oasis I see from a distance
drawing closer, disappearing into a mirage
I remain persistent, insistent......
......in my search for you to make me "wet as rain"
in the midday sun.
I scream out your name, Tara
In faith knowing that you will *cum*.
Dark and sable, clouds roll in
I scream your name to the heavens
I close my eyes once again......like a prayer.
Mmmmmm, your tender droplets begin to fall upon my skin
My body, completely orgasmic; you have finally come 'round again.
Thus it begins, my rejuvenation
every pore in my flesh allows you inside of me.
Reaninimation of the mighty manchild
Tepid rains, fall down.
I begin to see the magic of your mystique
in every precious drop that falls......
.......collectively they recreate the image of you.
Sweet, southern comfort.......
........your beauty clearly coming into view.
A beautiful, sepia colored nymph
Scintillating, sensually, perfectly shaped
Rounded hips, ruby red lips
exquisite thighs, deep dark piercing eyes
Breast that beg to be touched and caressed
Your strong, rounded backside
Wonders and treasures hidden within
your soft,plush mink-covered nest
.....erotically romancing the stone, bringing me to joy.
Envelope me lady rain, stroke my body until I cum
Cause my fountainhead to overflow frothy, white cream
until my very esscense becomes
"comfortably numb"
Fill my ears with the sounds of your pleasure
Rain down on me, let us quench each others hot, sexual urges
Rekindle the manchild in the promised land
beneath your stormy skies,
my manhood stands
strong, firm and hard......
.....ready to give back unto you
the power of life's precious waters
all my passions and desires renewed.......
........never again shall you stay away so long
Published 11th Jul 2012
| Edited 12th Jul 2012
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11th Jul 2012 8:34pm
Beautiful Mr.M,this woman yo9u speak of
is blessed to be the apple of your eye.
is blessed to be the apple of your eye.
11th Jul 2012 8:37pm
Thank you beautiful Phoenix........inspirations are created in the mind ; )
Anonymous
11th Jul 2012 9:26pm
Ah MrM,
You make me long to be in the bayou when such a squall line sets in late in the evening and hangs around all night.....Thank you for bringing the rising tide.
tornado
You make me long to be in the bayou when such a squall line sets in late in the evening and hangs around all night.....Thank you for bringing the rising tide.
tornado
11th Jul 2012 10:15pm
Yes my brother.........the city of long, warm gulf rains and wet , erotic fantasies. Fully equipped with beautiful, creole and cajun ladies. Lawd have mercy! : )
12th Jul 2012 6:18am
.......for in staying away too long, the desire grows the hunger aches, the craving deepens and your body, mind and soul is controlled by her presence. Southern comfort caress your senses long after the rain has ended, leaving you with an afterglow that shines like the sun. My! My! My! ;-) Erotically Beautiful!
12th Jul 2012 2:56pm
I hope you're including this piece in your book! This is beyond beautiful, from the beginning to end. I cant wait to purchase your book. ;)
