As I set your soul afire with heartfelt feelings of desire I feel your warmth against my skin Imprisoned passion deep within seeking release from the start to the loud and rhythmic pounding of your impassioned heart. Hands softly trace a trail cross your velvety skin drawing out cries of pleasure, Satisfaction begins. In haste lust starved mouths rush blindly in to meet. Together clashing tongues in fevered pitch of passion greet. Introductions quickly made in haste while our bodies quiver and quake In anticipation of the pleasure our reservations we forsake that we may fully realize fulfillment in the pleasure. of mutual satisfaction. Proclamations of our love given one to another and mingled with the essence of lovers sweet perfume which continue to arouse us and permeate the room © Kevin Dustin
Tag: Hello Poetry
Kiss Away The Shadows
until then, show me what the knots in your mind look like as you tie me up to match.. make music from your migraines, thrusting to the tempo of the pounding in your head… beat me the way the world does you: unabating and unapologetic…
The Way They Fit Together…
Look Me In My Eyes…
You look me in the eyes you lustful slut. As you worship my cock, taking it deeper in your mouth, sucking it harder with every stroke. You've earned this privilege of worshiping my cock, of having this small window of control. Savor it while you can kitten because this is the only time you will have such a privilege.
Look Me In My Eyes…
Primal Savagery
In darkness we dwell,Bound by raw visceral might,Primal desires ignite.Whispers of the soul,Surrender to fierce passions,Boundaries unfold.Tangled bodies yearn,Brutal heat consumes and burns Primal savagery.© Seductive Poetry Available on Barnes and Noble!
Without You
Without you, the nights seem so long, Filled with endless sadness and mournful song. The stars, the moon, and the quiet darkness, All remind me of your sweet caress.
She…
She makes me feel, feel things I want to feel, but don’t know how, things I don’t want to, but must and things that she can only bring out of me. She makes me real, like the Blue Fairy to my Pinocchio, touching me to my soul and making me feel alive again. She gives me time to heal, time to mourn, time to rest my tattered bones.
My Home…
So I give thanks for You, my sweet abode For being the oasis on my path that I’ve sowed And I vow to cherish and live in Your embrace Knowing that in You, my heart will always find its place.
Ready To Change
A new day dawns, the world awaits,A chance to leave behind our fates,To break the chains that bind us tight,And soar into the great unknown night.Our hearts beat fast with anticipation,As we feel the pull of a new sensation,The winds of change whisper in our ears,Promising a life free of all our fears.We stand strong, … Continue reading Ready To Change
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