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I want your cum...
I am on my knees
Begging, pleading
Tears rolling down my face
my mascara running black
down my cheeks
I need to suck you
lick you and swallow you
To feel you fill my throat
To have you feed my addiction to your cum
I crave the taste, the texture, the saltiness
The most perfect oyster
will never compare
To your exquisiteness
"Please", I cry...
"Grab my hair and
Plunge yourself into me
Over and over again"
I must have you on my taste buds
Feel the spurt over
the back of my tongue
and down my throat
My throat constricting
around you...
Milking you
Greedily gulping
and swallowing you
Plunge deep my love
Make me gag
Cut off my air supply
I raise my dark eyes to yours
so you can see them as the life
slowly drains from them
I want to drown in you
For you
And be drowned by you
What a way to die...
I wonder what they will write on my death certificate?
Perhaps.....
Death by cum?
Begging, pleading
Tears rolling down my face
my mascara running black
down my cheeks
I need to suck you
lick you and swallow you
To feel you fill my throat
To have you feed my addiction to your cum
I crave the taste, the texture, the saltiness
The most perfect oyster
will never compare
To your exquisiteness
"Please", I cry...
"Grab my hair and
Plunge yourself into me
Over and over again"
I must have you on my taste buds
Feel the spurt over
the back of my tongue
and down my throat
My throat constricting
around you...
Milking you
Greedily gulping
and swallowing you
Plunge deep my love
Make me gag
Cut off my air supply
I raise my dark eyes to yours
so you can see them as the life
slowly drains from them
I want to drown in you
For you
And be drowned by you
What a way to die...
I wonder what they will write on my death certificate?
Perhaps.....
Death by cum?
Published 1st Apr 2012
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1st Apr 2012 12:07pm
Wow! Would I be imprisoned if I was lucky enough to help you achieve your dream?
2nd Apr 2012 11:12am
Hi chocolatejohn,
I don't know, what are the laws in your country... Careful it may be the death penalty.... Thanks for taking the time to read my work.
Cheers. Vixen ;-) x
I don't know, what are the laws in your country... Careful it may be the death penalty.... Thanks for taking the time to read my work.
Cheers. Vixen ;-) x
The expressive power of the images that emerge from your verses is simply sublime.
This is one of the most amazing and powerful erotic poems that I have ever read.
If I had such a wonderful lover, not fulfill all the way to her desires, though.
I would feel very lonely knowing that she's gone.
How many marvelous moments we might lose?
Bound and kneeling she'll pass the time in balance between life, death and the more intense pleasure.
Deep throat, then, to take her breath away. For which she may lose consciousness, but to whom she should not lose her precious life.
This is one of the most amazing and powerful erotic poems that I have ever read.
If I had such a wonderful lover, not fulfill all the way to her desires, though.
I would feel very lonely knowing that she's gone.
How many marvelous moments we might lose?
Bound and kneeling she'll pass the time in balance between life, death and the more intense pleasure.
Deep throat, then, to take her breath away. For which she may lose consciousness, but to whom she should not lose her precious life.
4th Apr 2012 1:49pm
Hi luca,
Pleased that you enjoyed this one.
You must have perfected the art of giving (and receiving) imense pleasure and know the precise time to withdraw and allow your lover to draw breath again.
Knowing where to stop before you cross that fine line is indeed a special gift of constraint.
Very noble of you to want to prolong her life for your pleasure - she would freely give hers to please her lover - the ultimate sacrifice of love...
Tell me again... Why don't we live closer?
Cheers. Vixen xxxx
Pleased that you enjoyed this one.
You must have perfected the art of giving (and receiving) imense pleasure and know the precise time to withdraw and allow your lover to draw breath again.
Knowing where to stop before you cross that fine line is indeed a special gift of constraint.
Very noble of you to want to prolong her life for your pleasure - she would freely give hers to please her lover - the ultimate sacrifice of love...
Tell me again... Why don't we live closer?
Cheers. Vixen xxxx
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4th Apr 2012 1:35pm
Thankx kitty,
I don't really think too much about what I write - it just flows from my fingers, my heart and my soul.
Loved your comments. Thankx.
Vixen xxx
I don't really think too much about what I write - it just flows from my fingers, my heart and my soul.
Loved your comments. Thankx.
Vixen xxx
I love this! So visual. I can truly relate to this poem. My favorite part,
The most perfect oyster
will never compare
To your exquisiteness
....it gives me goosebumps.
The most perfect oyster
will never compare
To your exquisiteness
....it gives me goosebumps.
12th Jan 2013 9:43pm
Thank you so much for reading my poetry - and I am so pleased that you enjoyed it - even if it gave you goosebumps!
Cheers. Vixen ;-)x
Cheers. Vixen ;-)x