With a slide slip thrust
Into your pulsing being
I am touching
Heaven
Tag: sexual poem
Until Tomorrow’s On
Let me swing your taste in movement and swirls, the skin on skin shifting until light returns, making magic ‘neath the covers until tomorrow’s on.
Sing your dancing words close to my ear, telling secrets for no one but me, making magic in the sunshine until tomorrow’s on.
Move me tender in sweet words embrace, you’re the shift-shift rhythm of jazz, and we’re dancing magic until tomorrow’s on.
What’s that you say, there’s more to come, dancing in the night-time sun, we’ll be making magic until tomorrow’s on.
FRENZY SOFT MOMENTS
It went from frenzy soft
Moments slipping deep into
Moisture warm sliding into
Each others center
Losing track of where body
Moments began and ended
This salacious duet seizing
The moment whole
Their passion
Diving deep and deeper
Into each other’s grasp
The walls of where
They were embraced
Fell full away into
Velvet warm black
Leaving the slippery glow
Of skin to skin sliding
In a creamy warm embrace
Their eyes puffy
In primal heart-soul rhythm
Her soft glistened wetness
Slid across his tongue dipping
Into her deeper tasting
Seed in feathered droplets
Across her lips
Drinking
Each other dry
As their souls
Embraced
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