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brandon nagley Aug 2015
i.

I push her against the door
Passionate shove;
I'm wearing a whitened dress shirt
A striped black vest, primeval musk.

ii.

I grabbeth her by her waist
Fashioned spectacles upon her countenance;
She pulleth hard mine blonde lock's of hair
A woman now, releasing her innocence.

iii.

Her balmy breathe, variegated with mine
I trickle around her neck, kissing around her spine;
Mine alleviating rim's, wetten's down to her toes
Starting at her top, I kiss front, back, her dialect purely moaned.

iv.

The ambience was intensified
Tis we went astray, into eachother's eye's;
Whilst the firmament went asunder
Planet earth shook, the sheet's pulled us under.

v.

We struggle just for air
As ourn bodie's sucketh the sweat;
Mine nail's grippeth her frame
A night we shan't forget.




©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
Francie Lynch Aug 2015
When making love
With you,
I've a stroke
Of genius.
Ten words just about sums up my stamina. :)
Dominique Jul 2015
Dear, black mother nature of the earth can i dig my roots into your soil ?
to the depth of your core till i find water and deep enough until i find oil.
can i rest in the beauty of your presence until i see me no more?
can i walk on sand of your beaches and leave my heart on your shore?
i want to bask in your glory and watch the sun set in your eyes.
i want to protect you and make certain with your heart im always wise.
Just off the figment of your leaves you give me the love to breathe
Wrap your branches and hold me like the ocean holds the shore intact.
Mark Lecuona Apr 2015
Don't ask me who I am
Or what I'm thinking
You will never understand me
Nor will I you
But what we can be together
Is something that we will know very well
Because we dreamed of this moment
All of our lives
It is not what I give to you that matters
It is what you give that is your beauty
And what you give to me now
Is why you wake up every morning
And what I think of you is not what matters
It is only that you became what you wanted to be
Jane Halliwell Apr 2015
Swear my name
let it bleed from your lips
let your eyes take a sip
as you return your hips
to mine
Mark Lecuona Mar 2015
You stood still
Not knowing to run
Or to let it happen

When my cheek touched yours
Your skin leapt upon mine
You were unable to stop it

Just as I was unable to…

Stop the water from the desert
Stop the light from the darkness
Stop the certainty from the doubt

And you let me open the door
Not knowing if I would stay

But it was time

And you closed your eyes
Because no light shall remain
That would blind your passion
Ujwala Iyengar Feb 2015
She wanted to **** him hard,
He wanted to make love to her.

What was the difference anyway ?

She wanted to shatter him like a glass bottle,
He wanted to love her like a beautiful flower.
Cheyanne Lemons Feb 2015
Hold you down. Tie you down. Handcuff you to our big bed. Slowly tear your clothes from your warm smooth body. Down to your bra and *******. Kiss you all over and lick some parts. Then I'll slowly start to unbutton my shirt and take off my pants, leaving me exposed. Slowly, is how I'm going to crawl on your body as I feel your wetness through your ******* and I start to rub my hard **** on the wet stain. I'll slip my hand under your back and unhook your bra and then slowly slip it off with my teeth. Then I'll rip your ******* off with my bare hands. When I see your nice sweet *****, I'll kiss it and then start to lick it. Squeezing your thighs and eating you out as you say my name in pleasure. Then I'll unlock the handcuffs and carry you and put you on top of me. I'll slowly start to slip my hard **** inside your tight *****. As you make your faces of pain and pleasure. As you go up and down on me, everytime I'll go in deeper and gain speed. I'll claw at your back as you're riding me and smack your ***. As I'm playing with your ****, you'll move your hair out of your face. Your sweat hitting my chest, mixing with mine, and me close to *******. I'll look into your eyes as I whisper I love you and you whisper it back. Me letting go will cause you to ****** and our bodies will shake in pleasure. You feel me *** hard inside your *****. You bend down to kiss me and I kiss you back softly.When we leave that room we know that we might have just made a baby...
My boyfriend seems to miss me considering he sent me this story he wrote...
Emily Feb 2015
i want to be able to touch you
and feel special
i want to be able to touch you
and feel like i'm the only one
i want to be able to touch you
knowing that your body has been preserved
i want to be able to touch you
knowing that you have saved yourself for the right person
i want to be able to touch you
and feel like my hands were the first hands on you
i want to be able to touch you
and make you feel pleasure that you haven't felt before

*but i guess i can't
i wish
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