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THE DREAM I CANT STOP TELLING YOU- (NEW VERSION)
A touch of skin soft and slippery, With the hint of hint of sweat.
We fought our resistance between sips from the wine,
As the wind flowed from the window in-front of us.
The bottle of wine was almost empty now,
our eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,
To abandon all of our uncertainties.
I began your work on your lips and nipples,
Probing gently as if drawing sex, from a deep well of longing and need.
Then heated tongues met in the midst,
Of hot and quickening breath.
And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.
Then intoxicated with those spirits,
Our clothes found resting place on the floor.
Piece by piece, Until there were no hiding places,
For the two glistening and wanting bodies.
Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
Then skin meshed with skin, As the sofa became the stage.
I moved atop of me easily, And lowered myself gently.
Kissing you even right there at port Elizabeth, I was filled with you.
As a gasp broke the kiss, my hands stroked the stray strands,
Away from your forehead,
I devoured the seal that virgined the piece of latex... by my naked teeth,
then became entangled. our legs twining...
Our slow rhythm gave way, To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,
As I arched my body for your comfort,
And you threw me into ecstasy,
With the strength of your grip.
You left left me sweating and soaked, In oblivion again and again,
As you growled my name from the back of your throat,
And our bodies both demanded more,
Each giving to the other, High on the fluids of foreign substance.
I grasped, then released you, Grasped then released you,
In effort to relieve you of your control. T
he taste of your skin between my lips,
Was like no other.
To hear your cry silently of mercy,
When my tongue met your warm skin,
Was more breathtaking than you knew.
Yet I still released the control to you.
As you wound your hands in my hair,
And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut,
I moved with one final and breaking blow,
Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,
Leaving our silent screams to echo on like battle cries.
You welcomed my weight to crush you,
As I collapsed on top of you,
Still hot and burning, And I glowing like an ember,
Casting a welcome light, Should you seek my gifts again.
We fought our resistance between sips from the wine,
As the wind flowed from the window in-front of us.
The bottle of wine was almost empty now,
our eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,
To abandon all of our uncertainties.
I began your work on your lips and nipples,
Probing gently as if drawing sex, from a deep well of longing and need.
Then heated tongues met in the midst,
Of hot and quickening breath.
And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.
Then intoxicated with those spirits,
Our clothes found resting place on the floor.
Piece by piece, Until there were no hiding places,
For the two glistening and wanting bodies.
Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
Then skin meshed with skin, As the sofa became the stage.
I moved atop of me easily, And lowered myself gently.
Kissing you even right there at port Elizabeth, I was filled with you.
As a gasp broke the kiss, my hands stroked the stray strands,
Away from your forehead,
I devoured the seal that virgined the piece of latex... by my naked teeth,
then became entangled. our legs twining...
Our slow rhythm gave way, To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,
As I arched my body for your comfort,
And you threw me into ecstasy,
With the strength of your grip.
You left left me sweating and soaked, In oblivion again and again,
As you growled my name from the back of your throat,
And our bodies both demanded more,
Each giving to the other, High on the fluids of foreign substance.
I grasped, then released you, Grasped then released you,
In effort to relieve you of your control. T
he taste of your skin between my lips,
Was like no other.
To hear your cry silently of mercy,
When my tongue met your warm skin,
Was more breathtaking than you knew.
Yet I still released the control to you.
As you wound your hands in my hair,
And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut,
I moved with one final and breaking blow,
Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,
Leaving our silent screams to echo on like battle cries.
You welcomed my weight to crush you,
As I collapsed on top of you,
Still hot and burning, And I glowing like an ember,
Casting a welcome light, Should you seek my gifts again.
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THE DREAM I CANT STOP TELLING YOU- (NEW VERSION)
THE DREAM I CANT STOP TELLING YOU- (NEW VERSION)
