You caused my anger to peak
so upset I could hardly speak
Unreasonable man! I find no cause to stay
that is, until your lips slide down my neck
and kiss the stress away
forgotten are the reasons and whys
That I need to leave, when I see
desire shimmering in your eyes
My knees go weak when you whisper
your intended promises and stipulations
while your fingers relieve me of clothing
and start their sensual manipulations
Smooth brown skin heats to your electrified touch
smoldering lust burns in my eyes
as desire sizzles between my satiny thighs
where your fingers spread soft petals and tease
my passion flower with such skill and ease
My eyes darken with desire as they feast
on your broad hairy chest
and my nails gently rake across your tiny nipples
while your tongues flick rigidly against mine
I cry out in surrender as we tangle into bed
our tongues meet upon the sheets
as you spread my legs and take me
in urgent consumate heat
every thrust and every stroke
spreads a liquid fire throughout
as we melt and dissolve
into a pulsing fusion of flesh
yes, I tried to leave, but you keep giving me
more and more reasons to stay
a Very Good reason to stay, sometimes it is just that good..
I am missing me some lovin..
You go girl, love your poem
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
I guess you BOTH made up lol
This I do know, INTENSE unleashed passion, that overtakes your mind
in fitful passion!
Love your writing "Angel"!
It's stark right in your face...
WRITE-ON!
Warmest Blessings, LOVE, LIGHT, and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Soulful SHEExooo
When passion and desire combine in such a volitate fire of lust all reasoning goes out the window until only the desire to hang on until the flames are out remains. Well done Dee.
hugs
Fee
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a Very Good reason to stay, sometimes it is just that good..
I am missing me some lovin..
You go girl, love your poem
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
This I do know, INTENSE unleashed passion, that overtakes your mind
in fitful passion!
Love your writing "Angel"!
It's stark right in your face...
WRITE-ON!
Warmest Blessings, LOVE, LIGHT, and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Passion Soulful SHEExooo
STay Positive!
hugs
Fee