#oral
A wave is a wave,
Like a particle is a particle.
A ripple,
A droplet.
Language is not important,
For all concepts are constants.
That is,
The truly objective
And not what is perspective.
That's science!
It's fun,
You'll love it.
You live it!
What I'm saying is
That language & languages change,
The nature of any one given
And those which are still spoken.
Other such things?
They fall apart,
They collapse into dust.
Returning from whence they came.
Paper degrades, wood burns,
Clay crumbles, stone erodes -
What is it? That always which continues?
Such things as the voice of truth & of logic.
As long as there are those who speak it,
As long as there are those
Who are both willing & capable.
All of which any may choose to learn.
History shows,
Only fools don't learn it.
Wisdom knows,
Only the wise really keep it.
So many ways to reduce it!
So many ways to expand upon it!
It's all about knowing!
It's all about sharing!
May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 10:31 PM UTC
Going off the handle?
Better to say, gone?
Broke the neck off the bottle,
When you were just trying to
Get the cork off?
Perhaps you twisted too hard,
Slow down & be gentle.
Love isn't a race,
It's a marathon.
A rhyme heard from when he was younger,
For there was a love perverted for the Greeks & Romans.
There was more, but I won't go on.
Apr 10, 2025
Apr 10, 2025 at 9:26 PM UTC
No teasing, no wait, just pure delight,
I take him in, my mouth grips tight.
My tongue glides slow, tracing his head,
Feeling him throb as my hunger’s fed.
The taste of him lingers, salty and raw,
My lips move steady, without a flaw.
Up and down, two strokes in a row,
My hands explore him, my passion on show.
I stroke his shaft, cradle his need,
******* him deep, fulfilling his greed.
His moans grow louder, his breath a cry,
His hips buck wildly, reaching the sky.
Wanting, needing, his control is gone,
I take him deeper, until he’s undone.
Dec 8, 2024
Dec 8, 2024 at 4:47 PM UTC
The fantasies of love; I fancy myself
a glove— holding onto old befores, and
wearing out the test of time
A girl I would proudly call mine
Bribe my way into making a memory my bride; two
seductions of the tied ties, sleeping together at the odds night
And to wake up with a reasonable excuse to be tired
But I've tried to be like a peck of flightless birds—
no reason to fly south like the rest. As I encouraged
her to rest under my wing, upon my smothered talk in
her *******
Two crushing walls on my face in between thighs,
and her ****** being a tall tower close to rise
But I despise the extra seconds it takes to build up
her high. And why like vampires **** is because
they don't use much of their tongue
But by the batting of her eyes, she is close to come,
to a point of returning a tip of this favourable fun
Sep 26, 2022
Sep 26, 2022 at 2:05 PM UTC
Strip of fabric folded
Darkening the day
So that you not see
Desire radiating
*** cherry red
Soft hands clapping
Flushing the cheeks
And then you smile
I want to be your teeth
So that your tongue
Is constantly touching
Feeling and licking
Black cat arched back
Fingers arachnid running
Descending and deliberate
I want to be your teeth
Jun 2, 2021
Jun 2, 2021 at 4:18 PM UTC
My tongue be rubbing all over your ****
Then the rest of that ***** I kiss,
That morning bliss,
I wanna lick on her until she ****
Where you going don't you run,
Your juices is what I want,
I wanna feel you and taste you,
Breakfast,lunch,dinner and dessert.
You're the only thing I have a appetite for,
You got the recipe for whatever I need,
No need to beg nor plead,
But you're the only thing I wanna eat,
My favorite thing to eat and please is you.
Dec 19, 2020
Dec 19, 2020 at 11:39 AM UTC
on our first date,
you asked,
what that mouth does,
now,
let me ask the same to you,
but besides lying.
Dec 3, 2020
Dec 3, 2020 at 2:32 PM UTC
A memory is just a story altered.
Every recall differs from the one before it.
The details will fade, though the essence remains.
An orator of the mind spins the tales,
Our experiences catalogue them.
The bitter ones grow even more bitter.
The happy ones grow even happier.
But this mind of mine refused my request.
Figuring some memories are best,
left behind.
And so in my unremembering,
I ponder the splendid and mundane,
that has all been locked away.
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 2:23 PM UTC
Got the kids and stopped *******
Four times a year you get *******
Forcing yourself for my pleasing
Truth is that you **** at *******
Leaving me always for fapping
So many years still not knowing
At least do a bit of upskilling
Go online and get on reading
Use videos if you prefer watching
My cues are also worth listening:
- Comment as you're tasting
- Time to time pause for starring
- Be generous with licking
- Also do a bit of *********
- Do not finish up spitting
- Kiss me if not swallowing
If you can't handle the praising
Let's instead do some facesitting
Head slotted onto your opening
A lesson on oral I'll be teaching
Devouring until you let go shacking
Anyway, in parallel, ************
Get those pleasure juices flowing
To see you orgamiscaly smiling
Aug 30, 2020
Aug 30, 2020 at 2:47 AM UTC
Taste is 5 letters long and
I'm feeling all 5 senses on my tongue
Your refreshing lips
Your porcelain smooth fetish of my aches harbors
Your calls echoing and waving into the bay between my ports
The sight up to the sunlight blossoming flowers in your rolled eyes.
The blues and white foam breathing into me.
I want you how you want me.
In between gasping for truth.
Blitzing language and foreign words only your body can understand with my mouth.
Nov 5, 2019
Nov 5, 2019 at 6:23 PM UTC
You taste and smell exactly what
I thought heaven
would taste and smell like.
You kissed me
after you
climaxed; sampling
your sweet wild honey
and agreed.
I went for seconds and thirds
and developed an
insatiable sweet tooth.
I love giving you oral ***
Nov 1, 2019
Nov 1, 2019 at 11:17 PM UTC
The early morning light; vibrant and glowing
casts soft splotches of robin’s egg blue across the flesh of your stomach.
Only a handful of short hours before
words
words
words fell rapidly from us—
Catching up on the thirty years that we had existed outside of one another’s lives.
Now, there are no words— only sharp inhales and that which is tactile and tangible.
I take you between my lips
My mouth, your ****
The physical manifestation of the palpable chemistry between us.
In this moment:
I was
made
for this.
The first task of my day, your legs vibrating beneath my weight in carnal anticipation.
ONE - wipe the lack of sleep from the corners of my eyes.
TWO - take a shower.
THREE - get dressed.
FOUR - swallow the pills.
FIVE - drink the coffee.
SIX - Get. The. **** Done.
But first—
I’ll make you ***
Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 11:28 AM UTC
Sitting at the restaurant
Eating with your friends
Suddenly you realize
You're in for a surprise
Hiding under your table
Hiding from your friends
I'm hoping to have some fun
Trying to make you ***
You try not to make a face
You try not to grin
Hope no one will make a fuss
If someone catches us
As i start to spread your legs
And kissing your thigh
My tongue moves to lick your ****
Can't get enough of it
You begin to lose control
As I'm eating you
Trying not to come undone
As you begin to ***
I am still not done with you
After you have cummed
I continue licking you
Until ****** two
Time to leave the restaurant
And to start act 2
In the limo off we go
You're my girl, I'm your beau
You take off all of your clothes
And kneel before me
Seeing just how hard i am
You stroke me with your hand
You then start ******* my ****
Making me feel great
Pleasing me until I'm done
You swallow all my ***
Both of us in ecstasy
Living out this fantasy
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 2:22 AM UTC
Iliad book two
never ending list of ships
impressive, Homer
Aug 22, 2018
Aug 22, 2018 at 5:46 PM UTC
Rapturous bliss
beckons in the guise
of a Swedish Apollo
with plump,
pink lips.
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 4:49 AM UTC