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Sumairupoetry Jan 31
She laid on the bed and opened the cover to her book, and I began to read, consuming myself with each ****** that ensued.

The words from her pages began to get louder and wilder with every flick of my moist finger, my tongue felt heavy with an appetite - an insatiable hunger for a good book.

I read until she began to unravel at the spine and covers began to submit to its own weight, she could not let me read another drop, her final words on her last chapter were good.
A sensual poetry
Sumairupoetry Dec 2019
I want the words that I write to be a crime, that way, your lust for danger will draw your eyes to me. 

The trouble maker.
Nothing is more wanted then when it's dipped in danger.
Sumairupoetry Nov 2019
Let me love you like it's a new religion.
Let me love you consistently and patiently.
Let your mind, body and soul be my place of worship.
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Let me read your foundation, your values, your principles and your statutes, so I can lay them to memory.
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Loving you will be 
the core to everything I do.
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Please allow me to put my words into practice and review the stories of your past ex's mistakes, so I can learn from them and be the upgrade you've been looking for.
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Amen.
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Sumairupoetry Nov 2019
As the flame flits about on the wick,
my eyes attended to her silhouette dancing on the wall, summoning me to see her being.
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Everything my eyes beheld upon her,
was straight out of a poetry book.
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I read her stanzas;
line, after silhouetted line,
she became lust to my tongue.
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I only recite
her now.
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Sumairupoetry Nov 2019
The aerodynamics of your words slices through the atmosphere effortlessly.
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Its succession is perpetual, reaching each listener that your voice can touch.
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Your words are like the steady hands of a surgeon, operating; opening old wounds or closing new ones.
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Your words are unbiased, unable to detect any and all human nuances; its only desire is to be heard.
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Newton's law: An object in motion stays in motion.
Sumairupoetry Nov 2019
My words don't Shake like William's,
nor, do they Frost like Robert's.
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My words barely lead the Way like Ernest's,
nor, do they have Hughes like Langston's. 
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I don't know how much my Wordsworth like William's,
nor, do my words keep people ******* like Edward's.
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My words are far from an Angel like Maya's,
 and they are barely Lovecraft like Howard's.
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Indeed I profess, my words cannot do those listed things, but, my words can be a great expression of me.
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Sumairupoetry Nov 2019
I thought that you loving me would be automatic, 
but when I read your label, 
I realized it said batteries not included.
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