erotic prose but not over the top

Dreams of flawless cadence

I gently massaged her shoulders moving surely
up and down the nape of her neck
she flinched as my hands moved passionately
down to her lower back
and as my fingers tickled she moaned a
whimpering moan and I gently caress her

as I worked my way up her back my fingers
tenderly perusing the sides of her breast
I kissed her bare neck leaving a wet trail as
I nibbled on her ears

as I plucked her lips with my own I let my
tongue teased her open mouth and I gently
held her breast flushed by the now rising fervor

I kissed the black lace covering the firmness
of her full luscious breast leaving a wet trail
and I caressed her now protruding nipples with
my moist lips
she sighed quietly as the passion continued
its arousal of her know pulsating desire

as the moonlight glistened though the open
window she climbed her nakedness on mine
kissing my belly her tongue making wet circles
as the juices of her mouth mingled with my
now seeping liquor

as I tickled her belly button with my eager
tongue and worked my way into her silky wet
tresses I nibbled on her dripping inner thighs
letting the juices of my own mouth blend with
the liquid of her now full pudenda

I enter the warmth of her wetness as the
stimulation intensifies and we became one in
flawless cadence
and as the passion escapes the boundaries
of heavenly fervor her face glows blissfully
and as I am engrossed in this moment of
absolute nirvana
wake to the streaming moonlight

Earl S. Jackson
Oct 2006

Copyright 2006 Earl S. Jackson, all rights reserved.

Poetry by Earl Jackson
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That's some sweet sweet loving