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debra-a-baugh
American I write poetry under the names Goddess of Sensuality & NVMeeks...I started penning about 7 yrs ago...I have two daughters 38 & 34...I'm a grandmother of nine(5boys/4girls) & great grandmother of one(baby boy)...I work @ a major hospital in VA...I'm originally from Brooklyn NY...now residing in Mechanicsville VA since 1997...my main genre of penning is sensual...I do pen other genre's...
my ***** ache as tongue trails ****** to ****** licking, ******* engulfing each tender breast squeeze of buttocks, lifting sweetness to my lips; tongue parting labials, diving deep into her honey *** savoring nature's nectar like a bee to flower casting away her inhabitions or doubts as flames of passion licks with intensity searing us in ecstasy branding her, loving her flesh with kisses and sweat becomes steam in the afterglow of our nakedness touching, inhaling scent of *** tasting one another frenetically in abandoned ache
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:41 PM UTC
Abandoned Ache{B}
his voice syllabic brushes against canvas whispering lullabyes within dreams, lingering... his musky fragrance flush upon flesh, dallying like verbs still whispering between folds of rumpled sheets... every noun a soft whimper uttered. lips openly inviting; stirring tenderly like a breeze echoing poetry with passion... ensnaring heart in web of his muse; each beat looms copulative, sliding seductive, awakening senses... abandoned ache slips and I pirouette, rippled within his verse; succumbing to his poetic thirst... still whispering lush verbs while easing between silken sheets and breath quickens... as ****** of tongue licks nouns of passion, sipping spills as labials quiver against tongued invasion... and he softly murmurs across brined flesh, touching, nibbling trembled aches; inflaming naked desire as each stanza seduces me again and again... drawn to masculinities tease verse by verse...
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:33 PM UTC
Drawn Verse By Verse
he laid me spread like petals of a rose in mornings dew wet... and gentle fingers foraged; tormented pleasure ripple whimpered aches... as I delight in his touch gazing into warm brown eyes, his sweet torment begging hungered panting... hangs in our space, tingles run rampant where tongue glides; breathy sighs spill flames of want melding... naked in blush; lips alight against wet petals, spread unabashed for his pleasure eagerly... hips ****** flush as tongue touches, nibbling, tasting consuming wet essence of me ahhhh yes... filling me stroke after stroke the breadth of me in rhythm, guiding; gliding flickering front to back again and again ecstasies trembles... wet and wild passion rides, taking him in deep up down in out pulsing plunging in stride fingertips... glide across aching breast taut tips, moaned pleasure slips between lips each dip I ride; wielding flamed wetness tip to shaft as he gasps and I dismount... tasting our bemingled wetness; lingering in mid stride, teasing veined throb ready to burst easing, slowly... tip tongue flickers head, he tenses; to throat I engulf as he begs, entrapping me tightly between his legs flushed... his final ****** leaves me submerged within our heat of passion still vibrant... slides in the softness of me where lips played, lush inside my heat; enwrapping me in the warmth of him © D A Baugh. All rights reserved
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:29 PM UTC
Warmth of Him
such is dreams of him whispering in my thoughts and... this heart of mine quells, awakening memories long dormant stirring... undying love left lingering upon upturned pout swayed... intoxicating thoughts stilled in sensualities image, him within... those appreciative moments of silk like fingers animated at will palpitation... quicken breaths unleash; seductive emotions, I capitulated to his will besotted... memories forever immerged; inked by hearts quill © D A Baugh. All rights reserved
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:28 PM UTC
Memories of Him
as darkness cradles its palpability encompasses dreams a moments sway... inebriates as images of him passes through salient memories of Him and I those moments spun like silk... his visage visible; an augury to me dreams allusion dallies like gossamer in gentle breezes teasing, taunting in its promise of fulfillment dreams alight... his ambling soft, blush arises as I bow into maleness, where urgency slides, tasting silken curvatures; that stare into hazel eyes beckon lips memories caress... rise and fall of gasped breaths unleashed wilder dreams beneath thirst of his eyes, swallowed by seduction those naked memories... flush, deep within our hunger; a rush fed into sweet pulses, bodies rise; cognizance slips back, wetness effusive drenched... entwined, legs, hips fingertip forages; his breath mine mingle and whispered moans abandoned... those dreams linger still in darkness of midnight calling his name in want a remembered taste...
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:27 PM UTC
A Remembered Taste
his mouth an infusion of lust, eagerly impinges; suckling, tasting as a kitten to milk. playing in titillating wetness; sliding tongue over fevered flesh, leaving me blushed. arched in desire… laid back; glaze eyed, licking delicacy of my essence ~ as I moan sweet and primal. savoring labials to **** entering sharp tongued cove of pleasure widening thighs inch by inch. our bodies immerge ******* hips slow dips, locking lips muffling sighs; drenching aches in rhythm. a symphony of wood, soaked tangled sheets losing ourselves in ecstasies kiss; assuaging hungered ***** unleashed greed explodes; drenched in trembling aches as we bend into supplication of us.
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:25 PM UTC
Fevered Supplication{B}
mind wanders aimless uncovering obvious fault of life's trials tribulations I seek holy intervention, fore my savior performs like a magician pulling rabbits from a hat before curtain call
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:22 PM UTC
Curtain Call
like a thief in night his words evaporated; vanquishing hearts emotive caliber, yet, love still lingers upon flesh like a breeze traipsing through trees
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:21 PM UTC
Love's Breeze
mind drifts within evolutions pull; enclosing thoughts in earth's many wonders, causing brainstormed emotions into ideative air pockets; casting kaleidoscopic prisms to realms of life's many gifts as we intellectually ruminate cognitively
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:20 PM UTC
Cognitively Awakened
of those moments alone, thoughts wander to him; I feel for him beside me another reminiscent moment in glow of moonlight... his touch a tender moment entwined in strong arms of sultry heat, molded to his desire; his essence whispers enchantment against me.... a moaned breath...mine, where his lips held me elegant; painting me with ambrosia stained kisses in adoration of us waiting...wanting...needing love in naked shadows of moonlight... blushing in sighs of pleasure bound; soaked in sheets of desire, moments of fluency still wet from thoughts of his lips, arching into his essence...loved
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Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 8:19 PM UTC
Moments Loved