The ramblings and machinations of a creative mind that could do with a few more hours of sleep.
Friday, 1 February 2013
Explorations
The secret world of smooth warm flesh
your graceful curves delight my eye
they call my fingertips to explore them
such a wondrous geography, paradise
I ache to be your favorite native son,
born to love each rise, and silken valley,
humbly bow my head to drink so deep
from your wellspring of sweet desire
I long to quench my lusty thirst in you
parched, like a desert nomad's throat
dream of the day when you float above
find sweet release, like clouds and rain
your hands reach out, to take my face
and pull me to your waiting breasts
to suckle you long as a greedy child
lulled by the music, of your hot breath
your fingers plow furrows in my hair
and trace my brow, fever flushed
softly croon song of love to me
need binds me tight to your side
do you feel me throb so deep inside?
a counterpoint to your rolling motion?
my growling voice echoes in the room
your name kisses my lips and tongue
trembling thighs, so graceful spread
heaven's gate open so wide to see
to plumb the hot and fragrant depths
as you moan and deeply caress me
Moonlit Night
you glow like the light of the harvest moon
soft golden rays to fill my starry heart
your sweet breath teases my naked skin
so warm and moist like a southern breeze
your scent the perfume of night blooming flowers
your taste salty and tangy like the warm sea air
your body trembles at my slightest touch
a willow tree, shook by the lusty wind
your mossy rise is so dewy and inviting,
softly, and seductively, it calls out me...
to kneel and taste your secret delights
lost in a vortex of your endless desire
as the harvest moon looms overhead
and bathes our flesh in it's soothing light
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