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Burning!
Burning!
You gaze at my nakedness
Licking your lips I could feel every emotion running through my veins
Staring at my lips
I could see your sword engorged
Your mind running wild
I could feel you tracing every part of my body
Outlining the way my breasts sit nicely on my chest
My waist and thighs drawn by your eyes
Marveling how my womanhood deeply buried
Between my thick warm hips
Dripping with the honey that his mouth undoubtedly craves
You step a little closer rubbed your fingers down my thighs
Your naughtiness unhidden from my eyes
You kissed my warmth and my mind
was lost
I lost my mind in your lust and fire
I need to regain full control
I think I lost my mind a long time ago
I lost all my emotions in you
Rubbing my swollen sweetness
I could feel my juices run down my thighs
You made me wet and alive
With the power of your touch
Heart pounding
Lips quivering
Knees shaking
Some crazy thoughts makes way to my mind
As I melt in your ever burning heat
Submitting to your every fantasies
Surrendering my body
Letting my fears disappear
My lover and I
vanish silently
Casting shadows on the walls.
You gaze at my nakedness
Licking your lips I could feel every emotion running through my veins
Staring at my lips
I could see your sword engorged
Your mind running wild
I could feel you tracing every part of my body
Outlining the way my breasts sit nicely on my chest
My waist and thighs drawn by your eyes
Marveling how my womanhood deeply buried
Between my thick warm hips
Dripping with the honey that his mouth undoubtedly craves
You step a little closer rubbed your fingers down my thighs
Your naughtiness unhidden from my eyes
You kissed my warmth and my mind
was lost
I lost my mind in your lust and fire
I need to regain full control
I think I lost my mind a long time ago
I lost all my emotions in you
Rubbing my swollen sweetness
I could feel my juices run down my thighs
You made me wet and alive
With the power of your touch
Heart pounding
Lips quivering
Knees shaking
Some crazy thoughts makes way to my mind
As I melt in your ever burning heat
Submitting to your every fantasies
Surrendering my body
Letting my fears disappear
My lover and I
vanish silently
Casting shadows on the walls.
Published 11th Feb 2014
| Edited 12th Feb 2014
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11th Feb 2014 11:43pm
Poetry is nothing else
but emotions
in motion
hence we move on
from here to there
no one knows
from where to where
from lips to thighs and this and that and whys no lies our swords stand and you all hold it in your loving warm and soft hands to give it a jolt the bolt needs and then like a serpent sweet venom spews and lock it all women do you too
This poetry of yours
sends such vibes
no sexy poet can say
tis a surprise,
my young child within me
now says rise
and have a ride
women's legs astride
12th Feb 2014 9:29am
12th Feb 2014 4:13am
12th Feb 2014 9:30am
Goes well with the pic of the Rubens wall painting. Could imagine the couple in the poem 'doing it' on the couch! Favourite lines:
I could feel you tracing every part of my body
Outlining the way my breast sit nicely on my chest
My waist and thighs drawn by your eyes
Marveling how my womanhood deeply buried
Between my thick warm hips
Just one point of grammar: it's either "my breast SITS lightly" or "my BREASTS SIT lightly".
I could feel you tracing every part of my body
Outlining the way my breast sit nicely on my chest
My waist and thighs drawn by your eyes
Marveling how my womanhood deeply buried
Between my thick warm hips
Just one point of grammar: it's either "my breast SITS lightly" or "my BREASTS SIT lightly".
12th Feb 2014 9:33am
Thank you Solomon for showing my grammatical errors thanks a million and thanks for reading Hun muaahh .
14th Feb 2014 6:21am
The painting fits the eroticism of the poem; though portraying ancient Greek gods/goddesses (the woman apparently Venus and the god Neptune), it is very reminiscent of a whore in a street posing provocatively as she is approached by a potential client, who looks like a lecherous old sailor. The painter Rubens' home city was the port of Antwerp, where importuning may have been a familiar dockyard sight.
14th Feb 2014 8:44am
Thanks for the history never knew that . Wow thanks again Solomon muaahh.
15th Feb 2014 7:14pm
Checked what the painting is - an allegorical one, "The Union of Earth and Sea" - so the bearded chap was Neptune. Rubens painted this around 1610.
12th Feb 2014 9:24am
12th Feb 2014 9:34am
Hmm we'll see that's a whole other chapter lol thanks for reading sweetie muaah.