deepundergroundpoetry.com

archipelago pleasure

   
there is a consistency      
of immortal atmosphere      
that wraps around the room      
I want to make your cock wet; again      
     
like archipelago pleasure      
     
I like drawing it in with my lips of fire and aviance      
in circles,      
and licking it in arcs, and thwarting it with my tongue;      
stopping for a moment;
then moving deliberately around it; again.        
     
there’s a shadow        
a dimness in the atmosphere      
of a shining moon that moves around      
surrounding the open luster with my whetted lips      
     
loving it with my mouth and senses; and I like it      
     
tasting all the goodness      
as my sweetheart sinks it in my mouth; teasing      
drenching it in wetness of my discriminating palate; clicks      
     
archipelago pleasure      
a palate click; again      
and then rolling it off my tongue; again      
in which you love to watch me practice.      
     
the luscious licks; loving and licking it good      
     
like an archipelago candy; it tastes like fucking      
     
I like pulling your cock in my mouth; so sweetly.      
     
sucking it good again; consistent      
      
as the tongue of heat and fire is treadling the tip      
pacing up and down alternating; my lips are pleasing      
and this swells it, as if its tasting something amazing      
swanning in the slickness      
then thrashing and moving it quickly; regularly      
the tongue surrounding a throng of throbbing      
circling with arcs of pleasure; I like it more and more    
     
and the thickness - its just so much      
        
and I devour the cockhead in again      
suckling and cupping the seeping; my tongue        
smearing it in the cheek with      
      
and I know you like to see it      
touching it gently to glistening lips,      
     
shadows moving on the wall delightedly,      
dancing while you’re sleeping      
with the sweetest taste of atmosphere.        
     
There is a consistency      
of immortal pleasure      
that wraps around the room      
there’s a look that says you knew      
I like sucking your cock; long and really good.
Written by Pishashee
Published
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 6 reading list entries 3
comments 4 reads 387
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
POETRY
17th August 1:57pm by admin
COMPETITIONS
6th June 9:17am by admin
COMPETITIONS
4th June 3:24pm by admin
SPEAKEASY
16th May 1:07pm by admin
POETRY
11th May 11:35am by katalon_test_user
POETRY
9th May 1:15pm by admin