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Styles Aug 2018
I miss,
staying in my room,
on rainy afternoons,
making each other wet.
Styles Jul 2018
My body,
framed my heart,
now my soul linger,
hopelessly.
Styles Jul 2018
Love comes like a crashing force,
invading your heart,
like the shores of a beach,
then leaves like the evening tide,
taking away your joy,
replacing it with emptiness.
Styles Jul 2018
Speaking words,
that can never be spoken,
sending a message,
that can never be said,
body language,
perfectly read,
the taste will last forever,
the flavor still fresh in my head.
Styles May 2018
He wants to
lather his tongue
in her saltiness
his lips caressing  
her silky smooth crevice
tip of his tongue piercing her surface
parting her lips of tenderness
the haze turns to a mist
her fate sealed with a kiss
picture the moment
picture perfect
destination pleasure
reaching a ******
given like a gift
and served with a twist
of satisfaction
your imagination
you must enlist
Styles May 2018
Now,
laying on the bed.
Your legs spread,
I’m all over it.
Standing overhead,
You getting over it.
Simon say,
repeat  after me:
Deep ******; filling your need.
Uncontrollable; lust
controlling me.
Our Body language,
making progress.
Overcome by my touch
Multiples,
then ecstasy,
next is me,
feeling the energy.
Ready to digress.
Swallow my pride,
leave the rest to me.
Handle it the best:
Removing your clothing,
quickly undress,
actions speak louder than words;
so you know the rest.
Inside your body:
Expanding,
Stretching,
Flexibility: Flexing
as we ***.
Deeper ******,
Getting deeper,
Continuously; getting closer.
You know what comes next.
The explosions, explosive
Killing me.
The experience; Destiny
left us breathlessly.
Head over heels;
but to some degree,
your upside down: restlessly
looking at me eagerly.
Still so *****,
plans to *** again:together
in your holy matrimony.
Styles May 2018
All day,
My mind plays;
fast-forward
on the hour,
our foreplay,
at four today.
Me inside you;
hard pressed;
soaking wet;
hands: round neck.

Talking *****,
making a mess.
Wet lips; stolen breathe.
The future coming; past tense.
moans and groans.
Blood rushing; lost of breathe.
your face flush and,
we aren’t even touching.
Daydreaming; In real-time:

Bodies dripping wet,
Everybody copaset.
Change of tune.
Tone alternate.
On your marks;
I’m getting set.
Your legs ajar,
My hands upset.
Teasing my ****,
left you sticky-wet.
Between your lines,
I’m tracing it.
I won’t forget;
Her-rising; so fortunate
Constantly; awakening me
the forecast is set.
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