Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Fantasy land


This is a speechless
place only dreadful
philandered
trend
 every  step
higher to intimate lie
 every breath I took
is now hers to taste

Fantasy island
dawn  be fretful come near me
lights are dim
you wont find another
exotic  woman
seduction
with her word flow
 tasting her temple lips
every thrust makes her sweat through her pores
dehydration on this
oasis have me stuck


 she absorb my
brush painting her angles
 I taste her succulent
quenching drips of ecstasy  

tired of working our motion of sound
echoed off walls to the next room
for moments of doubt were erase
I succumb over silk sheets
hugging her from behind me

lovers trend, cheaters tried, spouses need,

the ultimate ride...


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