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Saturated

Eyes soft as silk, mirror moon-fire along the silver cusp of my soul,

Enchantment wanders the opalescence of this dream,

Heartbeat to heartbeat it pulses, drifting down soft, as stolen breath

Along the throat in this trembling garden of body....

Whispers of hunger, penetrate soft folds of midnight’s caress upon

Velvet’s pout, a taste of honeyed tease, searing spoon-fed ecstasy,

Brushed new, upon warm whispers,

In the wet of US....

A moist fragrance of sighs, unleashed, capturing blossoms swelling, under moon-spill,

Urgent fingertips dance delicately across shadowed yearn;

Undressed, beguiled, stirred sweet, behind naked eyes,

Where lavender ache beckons....

Satin pleasures unbutton heaven in the breath of swollen whispers, and

The breeze of destiny lays tangled in sheets, touching, teasing

The shores of prismatic submission;

Spooning wet, the wild of embers scorching need, prompting the meld of ***** as

Seduction fuses and passion licks unholy wet, cocooned in silk spill...

 

His melting shadow arches, quivers the canopy of my offering,

Roller-coasted beneath his lip-ride, where fire bleeds my skin, and I am lathed upon the parched desert of his tongue;

Where crimson visions seep, thrusting, deep the lilac of petals, and

Hungry hands trace the rhythm of trembles,beyond the swallowed screams....

Darkened eyes watch, as I burn the ****** slipped from his tongue;

My trembling, hips glisten, trailing whispers, slowly swallowing hidden breath,

Drowning him in an oasis of silken desire, where dewdrops of my rain trickle from the corners of his smile,

Orchid nectar sliding between two tongues, saturated, tasted beyond the press of lips...................

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Written by
janette
English
Published
Jan 16, 2013
Lines·Words
25·256
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She clings to midnight.....dangling from crescent moon’s breath......so that he may reach high, and bring her to him in untainted absolution..............loving her pure, immaculate.....into the bleeding gleam of dawn.......J

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