Intonations of intimacy...
tossing and turning 'pon tousled sheets
as I feel he...thinking me.
Thinking lust filled lips trailing
tempestuos fiery flames down
feminine spine...curved with a hint of
delicious desire...he spits fire...
speaks in erotic tongues 'neath naked moons
while inhibitions swoon and humble themselves
at the feet of Alpha Masculinity...
He's thinking me...
thinking pallid body 'neath
furry sable flesh...
thinking commandments of
opened eyes amidst bated breath...
I'm thinking him...
deeper into me
...thinking thighs spread wide and
heels digging deep into back side...
He's thinking me...
thoughts caressing
vaginal walls...
mentals calling forth secretions
leading to falls...
thinking incisors piercing
shoulder flesh...
sounds of hip collisions and
melodies of wonderful wetness...
He's thinking me...
thinking gripped hips as I'm
thinking arched spine and
hips that grind...
he's thinking
huge masculine hand
imprinting rounded ashen ass...
I'm thinking in
intonations of intimacy...
decibals of supplicating screams...
begging him to
think me
harder...
think me...
until it hurts...
He's thinking me...
thinking fingers of fornication
damp with Venus' elixir
slipped 'tween my swollen lips...
thinking explosions of eroticism
harmonizing with orgasm's song...
we're thinking together...
bodies dancing to the tune...
we're thinking together...
we're thinking together...
we're thinking
together...
Midnight secretions seep as
exhausted minds slip into deepened sleep
'neath naked moon... 'midst dew-drenched grass...
seductive moments have come to pass...
and I feel him...
thinking me...
He's thinking...
arms of eternity wrapped 'round small body...
thinking tender kisses on ear lobes and temples...
thinking whispers of enchantment...
and sibilations of forever...
and I'm
thinking him...
thinking... I will love you forever...
thinking... I will leave you... never...
thinking... this is a
transcendentally
spiritually
mentally
seductive love...
as I drift to sleep...
safe in the embrace...
of his thoughts.
Poetry by Heidi Phillips-West
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Written on 2009-10-06 at 09:10
Tags Erotica
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Think me...
Midnight seductive secretions seeptossing and turning 'pon tousled sheets
as I feel he...thinking me.
Thinking lust filled lips trailing
tempestuos fiery flames down
feminine spine...curved with a hint of
delicious desire...he spits fire...
speaks in erotic tongues 'neath naked moons
while inhibitions swoon and humble themselves
at the feet of Alpha Masculinity...
He's thinking me...
thinking pallid body 'neath
furry sable flesh...
thinking commandments of
opened eyes amidst bated breath...
I'm thinking him...
deeper into me
...thinking thighs spread wide and
heels digging deep into back side...
He's thinking me...
thoughts caressing
vaginal walls...
mentals calling forth secretions
leading to falls...
thinking incisors piercing
shoulder flesh...
sounds of hip collisions and
melodies of wonderful wetness...
He's thinking me...
thinking gripped hips as I'm
thinking arched spine and
hips that grind...
he's thinking
huge masculine hand
imprinting rounded ashen ass...
I'm thinking in
intonations of intimacy...
decibals of supplicating screams...
begging him to
think me
harder...
think me...
until it hurts...
He's thinking me...
thinking fingers of fornication
damp with Venus' elixir
slipped 'tween my swollen lips...
thinking explosions of eroticism
harmonizing with orgasm's song...
we're thinking together...
bodies dancing to the tune...
we're thinking together...
we're thinking together...
we're thinking
together...
Midnight secretions seep as
exhausted minds slip into deepened sleep
'neath naked moon... 'midst dew-drenched grass...
seductive moments have come to pass...
and I feel him...
thinking me...
He's thinking...
arms of eternity wrapped 'round small body...
thinking tender kisses on ear lobes and temples...
thinking whispers of enchantment...
and sibilations of forever...
and I'm
thinking him...
thinking... I will love you forever...
thinking... I will leave you... never...
thinking... this is a
transcendentally
spiritually
mentally
seductive love...
as I drift to sleep...
safe in the embrace...
of his thoughts.
Poetry by Heidi Phillips-West
Read 742 times
Written on 2009-10-06 at 09:10
Tags Erotica
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