I’ll grab you hard, watch your eyes for a sign to pull back. I’ll kiss your mouth, run my tongue in your ear, feel you squirm down there. No need of things that bind. I want you loose, to feel the want, of wanting you. Raise those legs, let me lick along the backs, nibble on your heels, make my way to your toes and suck each one, they’ll wish to explode. Spread them open, get in-between, flick the piggy, I see you getting giggly. Soon it stops as I hold my cock and stroke it gently with your lushish size sevens. Pause for a brief moment, take in what is holding. Laser beam eyes devise a route, journey north towards heaven, to explore and conquer. I crave the taste only you can brew. The aroma is intoxicating, leaving me melting in a pot of whiskey and honey. Lest I forget, make sure to taste your rim, dark and nutty. Drive the rise through a garden party. Flower blooms bright, wet and throbbing. Surf your belly, visit your inny, poke it a little, to make you giggle. Hills are alive, your nubs peaking perky. Squeeze with a twist, bite down so it hurts, just enough to send a spark. Firm yet giggley, a natural beauty. My tip, just inches from your lips that open, it itches to take in a swallow. Glides back and forth, fucking your titties. Grabbing the ass on a forward thrust, deep down the throat in one clean suck. Slowly releasing, your tongue runs swirling, the same you’ve done to ice cream dripping. Pop the head, stroke the girth, take a nibble of the purple monster. Push yourself up, trying to take control. The urge to fuck, so great, you could come with a dick in your mouth. No. Not good enough. Want it all. Filling it in like a jigsaw puzzle. Turn around, doggy style. Plant your face in a pillows comfort. Gawd-damn, we’re really humming.
Falling deep into the abyss, where sparkling onyx tricks the eyes to rise and fall along her majestic form.
As she glides, leading his eyes.
Frozen, almost in time, every second ticks as her heels click in a rhythm and rhyme.
Beguiling the eyes, leaving him breathing sublime.
His heart pounds, left wanting and found, his desire follows the lead, of the pipers tune.
That sways like a pendulum does, left to right becoming unwound.
Anger grows inside, it blossoms with an exotic ride of the mind, sinking teeth, taking bites, that travel from the toes, to thighs.
Tasting her sex, as it coats his lips and tongue, leaving traces for her to devour, when their mouths unite, in a deep sultry kiss.
Exposing their senses, where a man and woman bond, carnal knowledge, taking and giving, their most sacred of sexual pleasures.
Moments created, that are etched and sketched, forever engraved in the name of love and never to be left, with a feeling of saudade.
A letter drawn, to rekindle a dying fire
The thoughts of; once upon a time invades
With moments of the past fading in
A spinning home, lifting off the ground
Howling wind, torture to the ears
Hoping to land in a place called Oz to find
Going down, the same road
Painted, somewhat gold
Strutting along in Docs, looking for
Hide spread wide, under the sun to dry
Battered metal, scattered around rusting
Straw stuffed in a mattress, making it comfy for
Silky hair, flowing down in curls that rest
Shoulders bare with a smile that says; come here
Ruby red shoes and a twinkle in the eyes of
Lollipop boys fanning the air
Monkeys with wings, serving good fare
Little Dorothy, chained and serenading
A cackling laugh with a screeching sound
The wicked witch of the west pronounced
By the wizard himself, to be
Kneel, and begin to prove your affection
Her words, voiceless heard
As the urge in my head finally found
The taste of willows bark and eye of newt
Musty scent of moss from under foot
The dark allure of
To drink the brew that stews
Boiling cauldron, bubbles with passion
Dirty deeds done, to satisfy
Over and over, fuck the rainbow
Give me the forest, covered by night
High in the castle, with
Voices echo through the vacant spaces of my heart
Leaving swirls of misty thoughts, it starts
It was spring at my feet that sprung
Carried north above my eyes where it hung
Willow trees weeping in wide open spaces
Pines and birch sprouting buds in all the right places
Pinecones dripping sap trapping bugs for a feast
Where birds feed on springs harvest treat
A doleful voice poured into my cup
It was angelic but too distant for me to taste
A swoon of a voice as it calls
To my gaze, my eyes did lay
Upon a creature trapped in the forest where it came
The distant pain now fully in my wake
Found a wounded doe lost in its sorrow
Sobbing cries the pain endured, deep in to the marrow
I see but cannot touch flesh, for in dreams they are forbidden
But to sing in a song of whispers written
Pray that comforting words may enlighten
A soul in need cries out when in despair
Too late for some that could not bear
The wait for anyone to care