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Aug 2020
I was craving your uncaged, swaying soul
of seduction, your awakening, and earth-shaking
****, wanting to taste it volcanic languages
of molten lava flame the insides of my mouth,
choke on it, feel its slow strokes of dancing
ecstasy fill the ripples waves of my warm chamber.
Let its torpedo thrills of wild raging rhythms
rock my heart, magnify my maze, submerge
into your ecstatically flexing vessel, feel your
swollen verbs unearth my world, my cells
tingling, dismantled, the touch of you
so electrically sizzling, thick and sweetly
filled bliss, voracious veins growing huge,
hijacking my flowery station, making me
feel so enchanted, so many words crowding
my consciousness, sinking in the ascending
screams.  Your dreamy smooth and slam
spinning **** was the truth, my unfamiliar
canvas drenched with sweat, drifting
in your brutal drumbeat, how you took
advantage of me, how you damaged me
so recklessly, my flesh helpless, incessantly
breathing, captivated by your hard and richly
scented ****, its moonbeams of shimmery
magic lingering in my bloodstream,
pervasively pounding my dynasty,
feeding me your memories of radiant
passion.  I ached for your masculinity,
your artful arms and body, your dangerous,
yet satisfying hands discovering
my beautiful blossoms of paradise,
my chests enveloped in your moonlit spark,
succumbing to your creamy charming continent.
I was a strikingly punctuated shape adorned
with glamour, sensuous heaven of high
octaves and dreams, colorful hues, ripe
imagery, ardent cherries, and strawberries,
a feminine gem glowing in your wholeness,
seeking completion from your vivacious
*** scene, to cherish our *******,
to replay every episode as my ocean
overflowed into your greatness, floating
in your glorious gateway, luxuriating
in your Amazon grassland, more than
a mundane depiction, more than anything
that I’ve ever felt in my life.  The way
you devoured my flesh made me blossom
like a shiny seashell, embracing your secret
language, your uplifting summer nighttime
song, to be liberated by your manhood,
to feel you in me and wanting more and more.
Travis Green
Written by
Travis Green  30/M/Middlesex, NC
(30/M/Middlesex, NC)   
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