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This gentle flow takes control with perfect form, dark eyes match and connect in the same breath.
Warmth spreads from head to your *******, lower realms swirl in the depths. Skin glistening.
Bubble up, subtle touch, fingers search inversed.
Would rather tingle your thighs in line with my neck, criss crossed in ****** to snap.
Head tilted back, quiver and spasm as your chasm erupts.
Hushed sighs in a rush collect.
Congruent thoughts mix in our heads, mind *** fulfilled through this text.
Open your legs as your soft lips kiss with delicate sweat, thinking in sync when you stroke the same sense.
All from the chest.
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Nylee Apr 2020
I wish the end will be better
There is a chance if I push through,
Conditioned to happily ever after
I expect this will work out.
The God is a better writer
The ****** is stretching longer,
Soon things will fall right
There is an end to the night.
But as I open my eyes,
Nothing has changed
I have to repeat my belief
Believe that maybe
One more day to see
The end is coming
Let's do this again.
Wait when it begins
My real life movie
Is more than three hours long,
The drama won't die down
I should just switch off the TV
Wake up the next day and see
If I want to even read my book?
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
EmperorOfMine Dec 2019
Anxiety climbing up my back as we cling and latch on,
Pulling, gripping, 'til we're up, up, up, and on top,
Peering out at the world, gawking and gazing,
Vision reformed into the lens of a fishbowl,
Sweat racing down our faces as our hearts patter more paces,
Yanked by the Earth, like lightning from the sky,
Why, oh, why, we yell with no tears to cry,
Exciting as it may be, terrifying, we fall, fall, fall,
An ending to the torment, so close but so far from our fingertips,
Spun around and tossed, like a pinball to a jester, tricked, fooled,
A little under the weather, we're getting kind of queasy,
Hoarse from all the screaming, some are kind of Weezy,
At the end of the rollercoaster, shock, pause, disheveled,
What a journey it is, what a wonder, fun, scary, hard, emotional,
Empire Dec 2019
There’s that point

Approaching ******

Reaching it

Savoring it....

Where I’m absolutely certain

I’d do anything for some real ***

Or maybe even

Just to ****** one more time...

I suppose I’ve been in need
Of some kind of painkiller
And it’s clear now
That natural ones may have to do
It would seem dopamine is my drug of choice to ease my pain tonight
Robert D Nov 2019
The warmth of your breath on my neck
In my arms I hold you tight
I kiss your lips so softly
Our bodies glowing in the light

I feel your breath quicken
As our bodies begin to move
Two become one
As our bodies find their groove

You and I united
We finish with a gasp
Our bodies release their pleasure
With our love tightly held in its grasp
Nimrod kiptoo Jun 2019
If it were real,  it'd never be over
AmeriMav May 2019
In my arms, can this be the day?
No more waiting, no more delay
For months we've waited, seemed so long
Yearning to hold my soul's heartsong
Now playing at a grand forte

Our smiles beam with brightest ray
In this moment, no sky of gray
Holding me, where you belong
In my arms

Silent starburst of love's display
Emotions roar like waves at play
Feel my chest, heart beating strong
Oh time stand still, this touch prolong
All I want is for you to stay
In my arms
Rondeau form
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