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 May 2013 Jessica Who
L Smida
Is to lay my head upon your chest
I'll hold you like you're the best
Kiss you softly all over your skin
Go way down, let the fun begin
I'll run my fingers through your hair
And show you how much I care
Teasing, pleasing, breaking the shell
Please show me how you rebel
Bite me, fight me, hold me down
Explore my body all around
Throw me over on my back
Jump on top! Charge attack!
Win control, take the lead
Use aggression to succeed
Playfully tugging at each others clothes
Naked, positioned nose to nose
Your turns over, my turns now
Anxious to see what you'll allow
Wrists held tightly in my grip
Straddled, holding us hip to hip
Sweaty, hot, pillows and sheets
Breathing heavy, fast heartbeats
*******, *******, enjoying it all
Oh dear, you're such a doll
Screaming, moaning at the peek
Whispers follow with a fine critique
Slowing, showing satisfaction
Can't possibly get enough action
Gently peeling my body from yours
My lips still trace your contours
Salty but sweet, I'm addicted
**** and fine, s'what I predicted
***** with a mate to match
Ain't no better thing to catch
This is kinda really cheesy. I'm just sexually very frustrated at the current moment. My apologies.
 May 2013 Jessica Who
JM
You can do it now, if you want.
Get ****** up,
****** over,
Stepped on,
****** with
and just plain ******.

Right in your ***, if you want.

You can wallow and writhe
in miserys mud, carve a new scar
and think it's all your fault,
If you want.

You can even throw a bag
of your body parts into the river,
if that's your kind of happy.
You can do it now, if you want.

You can drop the false smiles
and start telling these mother *******
how it really is, also.

It's ok to drop a little venom in the tea
because these ***** have ****** on the carpet
too many times and nobody likes
a loud mouth drunk *****.

Some just have it coming and I'm ok with being the one that gives it to them.
Because I can.
So can you, if you want.

So if it's a toss up between
getting ****** or
rising above,
bend over ***** because
I'm not letting you
stand in my way.

My blood runs thick
for those I love.
If you are mine
you feel it in your bones
and I am the sound
of sugar that makes you wet.
 May 2013 Jessica Who
JM
With a flutter of joy
comes a deep red on her cheeks,
neck and collarbones follow suit.

Our creek and the sky
and the earth
and the birds
give us all the
answers so let us find
other uses for our tongues.

Together in this
quiet and safe
garden we have created,
we will share our secrets
with the flowers
and listen to the stories
of earthworms.

We will give
the soil
small tastes of ourselves
under Luna's smile.

Let us drink deep
from this water
cold and clear
and become one
under the mighty
Cottonwood trees.
 May 2013 Jessica Who
JM
Shadows taste like unanswered crickets and last years leaves.
This question crawls in your skin
as you try to wring the answers out of *******.
There is no right or wrong
in the realm of exo-skeletons
so the crickets sing as
I part the earth and
come on your sacred soil.

I know what I am.

You are my sugar,
white and heaping.

There is only this.
There is only now.

You are here
and I am there
and I will choke on these
shadows the way you choke me
behind your lovely lashes.
Don’t die so soon,precious;
I have many flowers to
spread on your skin.
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