Sin, my word-heat, beading skin,
Edging curves asking.......begging....
Searching
Lures me to wild songs, played against
The strobe pulse on the bare of flesh,
Swaying in rhythms... breath-searching shadows....
Where “I love you” is so much more than words....
Soft;
Silken caresses liquefy...........my will to resist
The touch of fingers...........so breathtakingly slow, and
Thoughts vanish, as lips taste the core of me, a smoothed tongue sheath burning ecstasy....
And “I love you” is so much more than words....
A quiver-moan in the shake of hips
As senses rise to meet demand;
I Watch his mouth devour me
And I... parting easily, just for him....
When “I love you” is so much more than words....
****** fury pulses, as
Fingers splay upon petal’s dew
Licking moans, where he waters me, primal,
Lain in tangled sheets, drenched in shiver-ache....
Because “I love you” is so much more than words....
S
L
I
D
E
S
Me wicked,
Piercing darkness with his heat,
Possessed by the dance, hips shriek, in the brush of pounding...
And oh wow... “I love you” is so much more than words...................................
Aug 16, 2012
Aug 16, 2012 at 3:17 PM UTC
Sin, my word-heat, beading skin,
Edging curves asking.......begging....
Searching
Lures me to wild songs, played against
The strobe pulse on the bare of flesh,
Swaying in rhythms... breath-searching shadows....
Where “I love you” is so much more than words....
Soft;
Silken caresses liquefy...........my will to resist
The touch of fingers...........so breathtakingly slow, and
Thoughts vanish, as lips taste the core of me, a smoothed tongue sheath burning ecstasy....
And “I love you” is so much more than words....
A quiver-moan in the shake of hips
As senses rise to meet demand;
I Watch his mouth devour me
And I... parting easily, just for him....
When “I love you” is so much more than words....
****** fury pulses, as
Fingers splay upon petal’s dew
Licking moans, where he waters me, primal,
Lain in tangled sheets, drenched in shiver-ache....
Because “I love you” is so much more than words....
S
L
I
D
E
S
Me wicked,
Piercing darkness with his heat,
Possessed by the dance, hips shriek, in the brush of pounding...
And oh wow... “I love you” is so much more than words...................................
The slow melting....my body under his....A M A Z I N G ......
Oh calm my fervent heart....give your lips to mine in slow thirst.......twisting and turning into one another......defining two as one and I to we......................as I whisper your name........ J
