story told about a man that was unattainable to the writer of the poem
Picture of perfection; dark chocolate skin as smooth as silk
crawling beneath my sheets; touching my body making me
weak; hands probing my sweet treat; making me shudder;
uttering love groans as he makes me moan
Dark chocolate body liquid gold; in a chiseled mold; longing
to hold his body close to mine; causing me to go into a slow
grind; blows my mind every time; I caress his dark nipple with
my tongue circling ever so slowly; causing his dark manhood
to stand at attention for my sweet treat
Dark chocolate so bold; facial features hold that look of never
growing old; I watch him as his face takes on the look of
being pleased by every measure of my treasure of pleasure
stroking his very being with the flow of my fluidity of great
pleasure
Dark chocolate come let me feel that mysterious control you have
over a woman's self-control; making her lose what she thought
she had under control; your feather of pleasure caused her to forget
that she was suppose to be in control of her love zone until she
was ready to make you shudder and moan baby, please don't leave me
alone
Dark chocolate so handsome he knows it leaves a woman enthralled
by merely a glance from across the room; making her swoon; leaving
her cocoon too soon; to bloom into a butterfly of extreme beauty
that takes hold of his love strobe; guiding it into her treasure chest
of great pleasure that no one can measure
Dark chocolate release your vibes that vibrate with an aura to pull her
into a hypnotic romance; leaving her in a trance; she has no chance of
escaping your sexual advance; stroking her body till she moans her release
of your sexual feather that's giving her great pleasure
Dark chocolate you have me in a love trance; fulfilled by making my libido
rise; rise to the point of no return; giving off that love burn; a burning
desire that is a love burning so hot; caressing me physically, teasing me mentally; pleasing me sexually inside my love zone
I entered this poem into a contest that was the premise of how you felt about someone erotically that was/is unattainable by you as a person of interest and this is what i felt about the gentleman in question that this poem is about....my deep down feelings for this individual that I do correspond with but, isn't able to have a relationship with totally....not that we don't have a relationship if, you can call it a relationship just not in the physical sense of a relationship...hope that makes sense......love peace & harmony
Let yourself take on a sexy adventurous read, walk on the sensual dark side of human adventure through the shadows of your mind. And, challenge your senses of the normal versus the paranormal, and the abnormal. Accept the quest, get onboard and disco
Perry Conners, Arizona tycoon and soon-to-be politician, can't sleep or make love anymore, and he's losing all sense of reality. Is it the Devil's fault?
Lieutenant Fay Kincaid has plenty on her plate with being commander of the Rockland PD Support Division which included two of the most prestigious units there, SWAT and the Bomb Squad as well as CSU, SRO and Dispatch. Not only that, but she is the si