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Samaria West Aug 2019
It amazed me, really
The way she glided across the room
Blissfully ignorant of the beauty that reflected in her movements.
I found myself captured by the light
That danced across her face
Highlighting her eyes
That mimicked pools of melted chocolate.
I can still hear the echoes of her laugh
And her moments of pure joy
That cannot be duplicated
Replicated or Complicated by outside influences
I remember staring at the curves of her face as she drove
Memorizing the dips, lines, and scars along caramel colored skin
As well as the ones across a body
That proved to me her strength is immeasurable.
Every touch was brand new
Like I’d never been caressed before her.
Fingers that drew promises in the crook of my neck
Hands that massaged the arch of my back
Lips that made love to my skin
I was loved without words
Brought to tears by actions
Every breath I took against her lips
Filled me with warmth that spread down my veins
And every kiss was a hammer against my carefully constructed walls
That she found to be more of a nuisance rather than a deterrent.
I cannot count the ways that I love her
Not even by the stars in the sky nor by the blades of grass in the Earth
But I am eternally grateful to have found a love created just for me.
Samaria West Apr 2019
dreams of skin like melted caramel
covered in white linen
torture me each night
as I lie awake in my bed.

images of liquid cotton candy
straight from her inner sanctum
gives me cavities
as memories of her sweet essence
leave me breathless and begging for more.

warm fingers trail down a curved spine
and etch moans into each bone
while disappearing into the depths of her
lost innocence, enveloped by tight walls
that feel like home every time

eyes like chocolate pools widen
with anticipation as that ****** gets closer.

silent pleas of desperation echo between our bodies
nails draw rivers of red down my back
as you arch into my kisses and melt onto my sheets
  Mar 2019 Samaria West
when people are in love
they often say
they simply fell
tripped over their own two feet
face forward
and into the arms of their beloved

i did more than simply fall
onto the ground of your love

you, for me
were an ocean
and i dived
almost painfully
into the waters of “you”

i knew i could not swim
but i did so anyway
i was drowning
entangled in you
surrounded by this being of “you”
engulfed in this feeling of “you”

and i did not know what came over me
but i let myself drown
i did not try to swim back up
because if i went back to land,
releasing myself from your grasp
that would mean losing the feeling of “you”

and after
submerging into the depth
the love
the passion
of “you”

how could i ever leave?
Samaria West Mar 2019
Learning to love myself means acknowledging the toxicity and flaws I long pretended didn’t exist.
  Mar 2019 Samaria West
Jon Po Dom
Her dark chocolate skin is an aphrodisiac
Yet I cannot taste
Awakening the beast within
Dormant for so long
He longs to play

Her chest expands with every breath
Beautiful skin tone and gorgeous smile
Hair the way I like in pigtails
Reaching down to her buttocks
And her eyes?
Big brown eyes
They pierce through me like a sword
Never letting up their gaze
Seeing through to the beast within
Roaring with intensity

I long to feel,
My hands travel freely to antagonize
I long to taste,
The forbidden fruit
I long to see,
Her body move beneath my touch
I long to smell,
Her chocolate skin moistened by the heat of immense passion
I long to hear,
Her moans and cries as she comes undone at my hand

The beast wants to torture my beauty
Whips and chains await you my dear
Let's explore your pleasure together

JM 4/26/17
  Mar 2019 Samaria West
I Suppose
You sit me down
And tell me how it should be.
Dont understand the dominant act
You'll be begging on the count of three.
No i don't wanna break you
Just see how far you can bend.
But please dont worry, my love
I'll kiss you till all the bruises mend.

I wanna feel you
And tell you my love is true
I wanna hold you
Cause the girl i love is you
So pull me a little closer
And let the games begin.

Just a few words
And you start to blush
In this game of cops and robbers
Its the cop who's in the cuffs
I lean in closer
And you tell me that you like it rough.
So i get into position
And show you that the slave is tough.

I wanna feel you
I wanna get it with you
I wanna lick you
And you to tell me its good.
I hope you know i love you
Like no other ever could.
So drive me crazy.
Like you know you should
I have no idea how appropriate this is here. For all i know this is practically Martyrdom but hell I'm tired lets see how this turns out.
  Mar 2019 Samaria West
I wish the flavor
from the taste
of your mouth
could last longer than our distance
and grow stronger with more resistance to time
long enough for my senses to sense your fragrances' scent
within reach of your presence
and be present enchanted by the grace of your essence
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