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Styles 2d
Don’t make a sound, let’s keep it tight,
Going for another round deep in the night.
No stopping now, we’re caught in the flow,
Starting at the bottom, then up we go.

Now she’s on top, like she’s thought of it all,
Commanding the rhythm, answering the call.
Our bodies grind, a primal beat,
Hearts racing fast, locked in the heat.

She rides me hard, no slowing pace,
Pushing me deeper in this endless race.
We **** through the breaks, no stopping, no running,
Her body ignites like she’s truly becoming.

Until she lets go, her essence released,
Her cries a crescendo, the passion increased.
Her ***** running, a flood so pure,
A fever of pleasure, nothing demure.

Round after round, no end in sight,
Two souls entwined in the depth of the night.
Every motion, every ****** so profound,
We’re lost in this dance, until we’re both drowned.
Styles 2d
Eyes closed, lying here alone,
Staring in silence, clutching my phone.
Wondering if it's you on the other end,
Calling to claim me, lover or friend.

The thought lingers, igniting my core,
What it would be like to crave you more.
To feel your hands, your lips, your heat,
To shatter restraint as our worlds meet.

Dreams of you become my truth,
Each week you strip away guarded youth.
You penetrate my being, body and mind,
Your words and touch, perfectly aligned.

I imagine your voice, deep and low,
Whispering secrets only I know.
Your touch on my skin, soft then rough,
******* me mentally, never enough.

******* soaked, clinging tight to me,
Proof of the fire you set me free.
Fumbling for words I can't quite say,
You consume my thoughts in every way.

Your presence lingers, like a spell unbroken,
Every glance and word, powerfully spoken.
The thought of you in me, pure hypnotic,
The way you move, so **** methodic.

Every detail of you, etched in my brain,
A cycle of pleasure, a sweet aching pain.
Yet all things must pause, as life intrudes,
But the way you bring me there? Absolute magic.

Every moment replayed, every scene,
You haunt my nights and every dream.
I’m lost in you, completely unchained,
And with every thought, I’m forever stained.
Styles 2d
Ride me,
As I guide thee,
Match my rhythm, stride for stride,
Our bodies move, perfectly tied.

You provide pleasures deep and sweet,
Where our desires and passions meet.
Overwhelmed, we lose all time,
Chasing a satisfaction so sublime.

Together we seek, together we find,
A fiery connection, body and mind.
With every motion, our souls collide,
In this endless dance, side by side.
Styles 2d
I want to fill you, deep and slow,
Let my desire in you overflow.
A potent gift, a primal need,
To saturate your womb with my seed.

Until the warmth spills, a torrid stream,
Tracing paths like a vivid dream.
Dripping down, it leaves its trace,
A mark of passion, time can't erase.

Our bodies fused, a rhythm divine,
A dance of fire, your soul and mine.
No boundaries left, just wild and free,
Lost in the depths of raw ecstasy.
Styles 2d
I’ll give you the love you crave tonight,
Set the mood, make it feel just right.
If you push with passion, fierce and true,
I’ll pull you closer, holding you.

Our skin will dance in rhythmic tune,
A melody rising beneath the moon.
Every touch, a perfect beat,
A song of desire where we both meet.

Let’s sync our hearts, our bodies, our fire,
Moving together, fueled by desire.
Real, raw, and oh so tight,
I’ll give you the love you crave tonight.
Styles 2d
Her mesh dress, sheer, a daring art,
Igniting chaos within my heart.
A bronzed goddess, beauty untamed,
Sculpted grace, temptation named.

Her presence stirred my soul to roam,
Transporting thoughts far from home.
Her lips, a sip of heady delight,
Her sway, a beacon in the night.

Magnetic, profound, her spell takes hold,
A force too strong, too bold to withhold.
No retreat, no turning away,
Her allure commands, I’m here to stay.

Entangled deep, resistance fades,
In her spell, all reason sways.
An odyssey begins, passion’s fire ignites,
A journey endless through starry nights.
Believe it or not
The Parson is right
We shall return with zeroes
Many zeroes.  Let’s be Heroes
For and to the world. Let’s not be selfish
Because we shall return with zilch
With nada, mit nichts, perhaps with empty zeroes
Which mean nothing. Let’s pause
To think. Let’s be wise and humble
Love is essential. When the trees tremble
And fall; when the ground shakes and burns
When the soil slithers and slides, the world yearns
For peace, sympathy, compassion, and love. With nothing
We shall return, just like we came on earth with nothing
The sky will always stare at us, as we raise our head
Heaven will remain at the same distance
And we shall leave alone, with nothing, with no bed
No castle, no money, no power and no incense
Believe it or not
We will be blessed to be in a wee lot
After the soul departs
And the ash rots
Believe it or not
The Poet is right.

P.S. This poem is dedicated to the kings of the world.
Copyright © January 2025, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
Styles 3d
Let my fingers trace her skin,
Carving paths only we’ve been in.
Lose yourself as we collide,
To find each other deep inside.

My tongue a poet, her body the page,
Writing verses of passion, igniting a stage.
Kissing her hard, left bruises remain,
Her pleasures ache within pain.

Taste her need as she she take mine too,
In a desperate dance, raw and true.
Not softly, not shyly, but we play it safe,
Marking her boldly with our embrace.

Take me like freedom’s last fleeting call,
Break me apart, but rebuild it all.
I don’t want careful—I crave divine,
An unforgettable chaos where our souls align.
Styles 3d
Tied to a chair, blindfold in place,
Every sense alive, my heart starts to race.
The silence screams, the tension grows,
What comes next? Nobody knows.

A touch so soft, it teases my toes,
A delicate stroke where sensation flows.
Up the arch, it glides so slow,
A trail of fire with nowhere to go.

I bite my lip, the urge to fight,
But the teasing touch feels so right.
Relentless, it dances, igniting desire,
A spark that sets my soul on fire.

In the unknown, where senses collide,
Anticipation and thrill can’t be denied.
For in the darkness, where mystery reigns,
Pleasure and growth walk hand in hand with pain.
Styles 4d
Let my words trace your silhouette,
a phantom’s caress, lingering yet.
Each syllable a brush of desire,
kindling sparks, igniting fire.

Lines flow like molten gold,
writing secrets your skin won’t withhold.
Every curve, every plane,
etched in whispers that call your name.

They cascade down, slow and sure,
filling spaces you long to endure.
A tempest builds, fierce and untamed,
branding softly, your soul renamed.

Breathless heat, a searing tide,
our untold story where passions collide.
My words, a map, a lover’s art,
binding you fast, heart to heart.
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