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Sex-Love

I first scoped your ass  
intensily this gaze  
moved up your chest  
to the rest of you.  
 
My heart pulsated,  
hands sweaty  
it was exhilerating  
fantasizing over your body.  
 
You led me to it,  
your pose measured with seduction  
womanly lust and-  
a faint muse of innocence.  
 
I tried not to stare,  
but resistless  
like a moth burned by light  
as you switched your hips.  
 
Beauitful from head to toe  
I want you to know  
I'm attracted  
your face, your size  
stirs pearls of passion.  
 
You move me  
like strong weed,  
floating, I'm high off you,  
intoxicating, chocking-  
your eyes beautiful too.  
 
Sexy in your own right  
it's shameless the way I feel  
thoughts inside of you  
is a kiss from being real.  
 
Silver moons, red sunsets,  
sultry nights.  
I can make lava flow,  
seismic reactions  
till you take flight.  
 
I'm digging you to the core  
pleasure, arousal, more  
faded tensions, erotic positions  
fierce orgasms- pour.  
 
Let me explore your mind  
the distance to the size  
until fluid flows down your legs  
like the Niagra Falls.  
 
I'll make you weak to your knees,  
non-lackadaisical nights,  
tonight can be like many more  
moments between your tighs.  
 
Your breast turgid, urgent  
for satisfaction  
I'll be your dream lover,  
and touch your fantasy.  
 
In the nude  
me and you  
foreplay on your clitoris  
as sexual movements come in rythms.  
 
Do you feel me?  
I can see us clearly  
me bouncing your pretty ass  
in the moonlight.  
 
Every deep stroke  
is poetry I wrote  
intensily driving you crazy  
I'm aroused more.  
 
This passion is strong  
in and out till dawn  
all around when you cum  
call my name thereof.  
 
You're fine,no lie  
your form inviting  
I can't stop writing  
these seductive lines.  
 
Run your fingers across my chest  
the strength, my virility  
your submission demands  
with a sweet caress.  
 
You have all of me  
I can see you by the bed light  
caramel skin tone  
Nefertiti of mine.  
 
And when we're finished,  
this quiet storm  
I hope to gain your smile  
in this sex-love.  
Written by Kamusta
Published | Edited 24th Jun 2014
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