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Feb 2014
As the rain falls my hands begin to traverse your curves,
Bringing excitement to your skin.
Our bodies shift beneath the sheets until my fingers brush pass your rose.
Wet and warm I think as I caress your petals.
Your legs tense and your heart races.
The room starts to heat and the windows fog from our heavy breathing.
I overcome my anxieties
And
Slowly push myself inside of you and your body pulls towards me.
My **** begins to throb from its indulgence of your *****.
The air slowly moisten as sweat drips off our body.
When the Lightening strikes your nails cut into my back.  
I dig deeper inside your well of pleasure.
We advance to a new position and my hand grips your hair.
The sound of the rain silences your moans,
As the thunder cancels out the noise of our ****** encounter.
----"Jaykhuan"
Poem From 2010
Jay Bryant
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