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AJ Sep 2014
make me *** by ******* my mind;
    seducing my soul
AJ Sep 2014
The taste buds on my tongue touches her skin and tastes her flesh
Every inch of her body succumbs to its strokes and its flicks
I paint a picture that cant be seen only felt
By her
First I outline her frame sending chills down her middle
I then run my tongue  along her spine  from the top of her *** to the tip of her ear; I linger breathing heavily onto her neck
Her legs begin to shake
My body thrusts against hers, her fingers wrestles in search of mine
Our lips lock
I flip her over; face to face
Eyes seeking, souls reached
But my painting is not yet complete
I trace her ******* with the tip creating perfect circles around her *******
Spell my name on her stomach as I lick my way down
Her back arches
My fingers pinch at  her nips as my tongue clashes with her ****
She moans
My tongue dips inside gathering more of her paint to finish my masterpiece
Then as her toes curl and nails dig in my back, it spills all over me
Her wetness drips down my lips and lingers on my chin
She's left  speechless, gasping for air
She pulls me up and kisses me
We lay intertwined, two souls one body
A perfect canvas of our love
*** is art, not an act. read slowly
AJ Aug 2014
Baby it's crazy because even when you are away I know you are here

I feel your kiss every time the wind blows

I hear your laugh in the bustling of the leaves

I embrace your warm touch in every sun ray that caresses my skin

And when the beautiful sun sets, I know it is you smiling at me before you close your eyes to go to sleep

And when the moon rise and night falls,
your love shines brightest during the darkest hours

When I look up at the stars I know the two brightest are your eyes looking up at me as you wake up in the middle of the night to remind me that you adore me

I pull you closer into me
Your head on my chest
My arms wrapped around you

As I close my eyes and drift into a deep sleep, I hear you breathing in the silence

Then finally we are reunited in my dreams
AJ Aug 2014
The beautiful Black Queen
Graceful, misunderstood, too often
unseen
She lacks vanity although she is
pure perfection
She floats across the room
Regal in her being
The most beautiful mark upon this Earth
The beautiful Black Queen displays
strength.
perseverance.
class.
When you lay your eyes upon her you will
know that you are in the presence of royalty
Of greatness
The beautiful Black Queen is art
Flawless and everlasting
She...she is forever

— The End —