beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women


Lips and tongue

Secret kisses

Speaking poetry

To the picture of you

Framed by trembling thighs

Your fingers stroking my scalp

As I tease out each verse

Your capacity for pleasure

Tested and the semiotics of

Ecstasy delivered as

You well up,

And every drop of you

Holds an ocean of desire

A spell of transformation


Here in my world

A word away

An incantation

There is magic here

And I will fill you

Until you spill over

Cling to me

With a pleasure so great

It’s asking to

Be repeated

Until exhaustion



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