Love isn't a feeling Love us lusting and yearning for the woman of your dreams Love is burning inside of you waiting for you to bring out the animal out of your woman So respect the woman and she might bring out her animal/naughty side
When the mere absence of you starts to grows in between the loneliness deep within my mind touching my body and soul, my world just doesnt feels the same anymore without you for even through the silent whispers of the winds, I can no longer hear your soft voice speaking softly within my ears for thats how much I miss you next to me. For you are something sweet to me as you intoxicate my mere senses, with an high frequency that vibrates my very intelligence to manifest, my deepest thoughts with real and rare therapuetic energy just for you as I massage your body as you let your hair down. As...
My tongue lashes Shredding your masculinity to shreds As my words cut through any misogyny And leave gaping wound to expose true psyche Leaving a wounded prick that shrinks beneath outrageous hyperbole Laughable stories of women grinding your enormous jock
My Masamune firmly grasped Extending 10 inches from hip and pointing its aim It promises to skewer the rosey target that waits in panicky pucker Between the 2 lilly white baby soft pillows that pad the annulus of your posterior
Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.” Rumi
Back and forth, the hot Mounds of your hips, jockeying Forth and back in my Hands, overflows the saucers of My eyes, with desire that is Palpable in it’s naked, wanton Vulgarity, and my letters Echo the dance of my tongue As it pries at the closed Window of your navel
My suckling lips draw up your Dark goosed flesh, the desperately erect Nipple, the aching yaw, which floods With excited...