Dear Lover,
Don't fret just watch
Allow your imagination to take hold of this vision
Let your eyes be surgical with luscious precision
Wander inside my prose and stand close to my scent
Spread me open till we compose and lay beautifully spent
No more dreams just reality
No more fantasy just carnality
Long lingering touches and caresses
Against my sweet taut parchment your pen blesses
Unbridled we share stolen glances
The way you moan against my syllabication
As the peak rises and dances
I hold the moment still like water
I read your mind
I heard your thought
I came to surrender to the desire you sought
I caress your face
As you stare into my eyes
Part my lips slowly to drown out your sighs
Taking in your breath and rendering the darkness blind
Feeling my body control your seconds your serenity disrupting the yearning you feel so intensely
Bringing you to a slow boil and waiting for the explosion like two pistons grinding together fiercely in sexual propulsion
Years days weeks and now the clock ticks slowly to grant us our time
Loving me till your hands burn from our lust
Intoxicated from my womb's sweet essence
Encrypting your soul with my addictive presence
Solidifying my perfect defeat
Of your love's narrow escape into the oblivion
Remember my taste
My glistening body in your arms
Shoulder to shoulder
the flame only smolders
One kiss lights the flame and takes us even higher
The night we give in to this torrid desire...
You had me this once
You will yearn me again
I am spread open as I spill my lascivious ink
Rewrite this fire .... I am breathless anticipating your praise
My inner thigh your paper...wet and uncontrollable
I wait until you dip in your pen....
Don't keep me pondering another decade or so
You last longer when I allow you to flow
Loving you loving me no words dare be spoken
This bond we have created can never be broken
The existence of such only Greek Gods foretold before...
bring the ending home daddy...I am begging for more.....
The parking lot was only the beginning...tonight I dedicate this lascivious musing to our tantric chasm
Watching your creativity writhe as you enjoy this mental orgasm...
Blow by blow
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