black silk & lavender




the black silk looks so lovely

formed to the curves of your snow white skin

{I could get lost, and find a way}

my hands feel filled with light, longing to play,

fingers become runners or wings hovering on blossoms tips

which tremble with nebulous excitements

when the wetness of my lips,

sips the nectared fragrances of your honey-sweet skin

skimming zephyrs of moist breath along your exquisites divine,

explorations of my tongue along borders of black silk

slipping through the flimsy barrier soft moaning touch

caressing liquidy petals of lavender and lace...




Poetry by fyodr
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Written on 2007-07-03 at 16:41

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Zoya Zaidi
Full of passion and fantasy dear Fyodr!
((Hugs))
Love, Zoya
2007-07-03


penfold18
Pretty passionate stuff and sure to get a few hearts fluttering no doubt, beautifully written and inspiring.
2007-07-03