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Taÿpen 1d
She handles the **** with a commanding presence
Has it standing at attention when she’s gripping
Flipping her tongue giving my **** acrobatic lessons
Treating my ***** like wine when she’s sipping
Got me calling for god when she’s delivering my blessing.
We slip from our cars, a silent scene,  
and I see her—the creature I crave.  
In a tight, short,  black skirt, lean and clean,  
she bends clutching her purse, a shadowed wave.  
Her curves whisper beneath taut seams,  
a silent call my eyes can’t refuse.  
From ankle to chest, a waking dream,  
lost in the lines I’m hungry to lose.  

A breeze stirs softly, sweet as a sigh,  
lifting my dress to reveal bare thigh.  
The slit, too high for daylight’s grace,  
exposes my skin, my secret place.  
I shift, I sway—a wordless plea,  
hoping she sees, hoping she feels like me.  

Our heels tap time, a rhythm shared,  
toward the steel tower where we disappear.  
Her scent—lavender, earth, fresh rain—  
fills my lungs, a soft, sharp pain.  
Lush dark wet red lips, a Cabernet wine,  
match her fiery hair, almost divine.  

At the elevator, I hold back, let her pass,  
and she slips to the wall, against the glass.  
I step in close, her warmth aligned,  
my shoulders brush hers, a pulse I find.  
Her firm chest pierces my silk, heat alive beneath,  
a silent pulse, a bittersweet wreath.  

In mirrored walls, our glances catch,  
a chase of shadows we barely match.  
Each look a spark, a forbidden flame,  
a touch reflected, wet lips without name.  
Our breath held tight, a stolen light,  
heartbeats quickening out of sight.  

The car begins; I graze her hand,  
our fingers tremble, a silent demand.  
Through sheer white silk blouse, my desires unveiled,  
her eyes linger where warmth exhaled.  
A sigh escapes, her fingers slide,  
a fire unspoken we cannot hide.  

Silence. The doors sigh open, she's gone, a trace—  
cold stale air rushes in, fills her empty place.  
Tears ***** my eyes, the sharp, sweet sting  
of a shadowed dream that can’t take wing.  
Tomorrow awaits, another city, another stage,  
but her touch remains, a ghost on the page—  
a nameless memory, forever replayed.
Taÿpen 2d
Sitting across from you in the bathtub
Staring into your eyes as I lift your leg out the water
Placing your ankle on my shoulder as I draw illustrations along your calf with my tongue
You moan my name so prettily as you lean your head back against the wall
I had to remind you that my tongue cleanses you like nothing else.
Taÿpen Oct 26
My head between your legs
This is my favorite part of our ***
You grab my head and guide me to your ******
Use me how you want
I just want to please you in every way I can
**** my face and leave your imprint on it
I’m yours to release all your inhibitions
Never too proud to clean up your mess.
Taÿpen Oct 26
I want you to think of me when you’re alone
Get aroused by just the memory of me
You wet the bed wishing I was touching you in places that’ll get you hot
You dream of my fingers plunging inside your *****
Gathering all of your honey so you could taste yourself off my fingers
I know I make you wet when you think about me
Make you have a tsunami in your bed even when I’m not there.
In a dark chasm
between thought ,
and in velvet blackness ,
I search for you in dreams .

Shivering , lying
on cold ground
in some abandoned temple ,
seduced  by the eroticism
of Night .

Hidden were the diverse signs ,
ghostly lanterns ,
born in times of Chaos ,
you were my star and my light .

Now , glorious in victory ,
and amongst cherubs ,
and with sacred flame ,
we dwell in a third kingdom .

Time bends around
our many lives ,
and with mathematical devotion
breathes a magic forest to life .

Throughout the universe
is a shining path .
We will meet at midnight
to love , and to love
again .
Taÿpen Oct 22
Her fortress is built with walls that are impenetrable
So high up that it thwarted other men’s efforts of ever succeeding
It gave me a sense of pride when I came along and broke through her defenses
To be able to make her composure crumble to pieces with the slyness of my tongue.
Taÿpen Oct 20
Breaking beds like some newlyweds
Lustful screams all throughout the night
Wreaking down your walls
I’m your demolition man
Bite marks engraved across your *** cheeks
It’s a lovely tango between the sheets
Our tongues dancing to the rhythm of our heartbeats
Tasting both sets of your lips
******* you is bliss.
Taÿpen Oct 19
Pin you on my wall like a pinup girl
This **** about to rock your world.
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