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Sweet DreamsI had a dream about us the other day, from another soul we were miles away, on our own private island many miles away. We lay on the beach, waves in toes reach. Then you turned and said to me in your seductive speech. "Kiss me." And I did. Your lips were as, as sweet as a Georgia peach and I found myself at a loss for speech. A smiled wrinkled the corners of my face, my heart beat an erratic pace blood rush to my face. I took one hand and caress your face and slipped two fingers in your secret place. Your lips formed an "O," you pressed your hip so my fingers sank as far as they'd go. Then you formed a bigger "O," your tone went up with every "oh" as though I reached in and touched your soul. You see, your pleasure is now in my control. Let pleasures limit take no hold. Of your body I then took hold to do to you only what you want me to; now my words say what we do, but it's your body language I listen to. Your sleek body mounted me now there is about to be a tsunami of ecstasy. Pleasure over riding me as your body's riding me… we pound out our own rhythmic beat, simply titled "Loverz' N Heat." Sweat drenched head to feet we're nowhere near the end of our feat. It'll never be over when we're done we repeat. Creating a sequel… "2-Loverz' N Heat." Soon we're climatically overtaken and I feel your body shakin' our explosion of passion is earth quakin' and just like that {snap} I've been awaken. ©2005 All rights reserved. This poem may not be used or duplicated in part or whole wihtout the express consent of Jak'ki "Parris" Johnson. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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