She reads the words that lights up her phone screen, a poet’s rhyme composed. A window to his innermost thoughts, his hopes and dreams exposed. Of what he’d do if she were there, within his excited …
Tag: poetry
If I take a little bit of this May I have a little bit of that? If she touches me here Surely I can touch you there? And if you kiss her so Why would she …
I never came with you So I’m gonna go You never waved in the way you moved even when I showed you how to sway your waist your hands were upset that I asked for fast …
Look at me. Just look at me. Aren’t I the most beautiful thing, The most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen? Cross your heart and hope to die, Stick a needle in your eye, Look at …
Don’t even know how I got orally fixated That’s my current affliction, I’m crazily addicted Just dying for the dangerous tongue tricks I’d kill for those clit licks It was you doing the chasing at first, …
Rest Night The night is for rest This night is for loving Tender sweet wet loving Squishy warm slush Sticky glistening flush Rest who? I want to be taken Taken and owned Dominated Filled cupped tipped …
[I was inspired especially by Frema’s post to put down my current feelings about sex in the form of poetry…] Do not hold me back I have waited and waited For you For this moment …
I want your tongue there Yes there Kiss me Deeply Hands find and wrap around firm breast Yes Eyes meet eyes over a firm long cock Tongue meets tongue over a chocolate brown rock And the …
Being unable to lift you Being so rounded and so full I sure cannot eat you whole So I go from piece to piece I discard your black clothing And how you’re fleshy inside I take …