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Love Run Amuck

Knowledge — Mon, 26 Jul 2010 17:15:46 +0000

You taste like heaven
Love
Run amuck in my mouth
On my tongue and everywhere
Especially down south
I imagine when we’re touching
Surrounding each other with nothing
But arousal
I feel it tenfold and then some
The temptation ticks powerful
I say hello to your soul
Your aggressive feminine’s untold
My dominance belies a submission
Together our passion unfolds

I Want You

Knowledge — Sat, 03 Jul 2010 18:41:02 +0000

Let’s cut through the lyrical romance.

I’ve wined and dined, you know what comes next.

Do we satisfy the ultimate longing.

Or do what they do in the songs and tap dance.

I’d much rather hear you sing your heart out.

As I calmly eat my heart out.

Removing the angel wings from a good girl.

As I further wrap you up into my world.

You’ve got the perception that most others lack.

Or else they’re deceptive, putting on make believe acts.

But you, and all of your magnificent succulence.

You’re something like my kind of sweet rebellious Princess.

Skin as flawless as a diamond’s.

Glanced off the suns rays reflected.

And when it rains I still want you, especially.

I want our bodies in sync; outwardly projecting.

I want to satisfy every longing you’ve neglected.

Have you straddle my mental hustle, as lust keeps us neck to neck.

These muscles of mine never falter.

For you’re as light as a feather in my hands.

I want to overwhelm you with all of my love.

I want to put my spell on you so you’re at one with my touch.

Show you just how deep I’m feigning for you.

Put my heart into every pleasure I indulge in ’till I’m fulfilled.

Right to the heart of you.

Feel how badly I’m aching boo.

I’d let you dominate me, and penetrate my inner thoughts too.

I’m addicted to how your body moves.

How your legs naturally open as I push buttons meant to soothe.

My pretty little southern flower.

Exploding from the way that my fingers move.

I can’t stop rubbing and touching.

Don’t think I can stop even if I tried to.

I’d rather torture me than you because I don’t wanna make you feel uncomfortable.

I’d rather throb and ache and endure the worst of heart aches all because I’m in love with you.

Just to prove that my lust and love.

Go hand in hand, when it comes to you.

Woman. I’d do anything.

How else to explain this fiery passion that’s been bubbling to the surface ever since we began.

Just the thought of your short self and I succumb to your feminine being again.

You’ve got them organic skills; that killer seduction thing.

And the experience that comes with being a natural at loving me.

They don’t understand you as well as I do.

Don’t know that your mind’s constantly running in circles.

Like my tongue, when we fuck, and you’re begging me not to be so rough with you.

I am in love with more than just the good stuff too. I adore you for loving as easy as you do.

With understanding, yet you second guess every bad relationship you’ve been through.

Even my bad boi’s gone 360, brought me right back to me and you.

To have and to hold and to love ’till we’re old, as dust, that’s what we agreed to do.

I accept all of your baggage if you’ll accept mine too.

Stop being so rebellious, so damn fearless yet afraid of me.

Open your heart, girl, stop feeling ashamed of silly things.

‘Cause being feminine doesn’t mean that you can’t be as aggressive as me.

Or that you can’t handle my aggressive when I haven’t even touch the pussy.

Not only am I in love with your intellectual ecstasy.

I love your style, and the affect that your eroticism has on me.

You are a natural aphrodisiac.

You are my pleasure and that’s not just a fact.

I’m talking a lifetime of only feeling for you with lust and love and pain, in fact.

You light a fire in me that can only be extinguished with you performing your loving acts.

Doesn’t matter about the miles, they’ll never keep us apart as long as.

You are the muse beneath my ink: My Woman no matter what anyone thinks.

I am so consumed by desire for you, I can barely think, yet my writing’s inspired by you.

I welcome all thoughts that you arouse in me.

Because even when you ignore me, you are arousing me.

Erotic Trust

Knowledge — Mon, 07 Jun 2010 01:19:54 +0000

I was that smooth operator
Made love with lavish lust
My desires no procrastinator
Spent – day and night
Reenacting love songs
We’d skip the heart-breakers and through sweat and funk
We fucked
There was no requirement for things tasting of sweetness
No fake bliss
While licking pussy like a thirsty kitten being weaned
Off its mom’s tits
Your sweet milk never tasted guilty in the mouth
I was a smooth operator and a soldier of love later
I never had to guess if you’d be turned on by me either
I could always make up your mind
And open you all the way wide
And there you’d lie
Right beside me with a feeling
Your body could never betray
When I’d kiss you on the belly
Between thighs, slowly making my way
Pushing buttons I know would stir
The further south, the louder you’d purr
The more intense I would become
At finding what you were hiding from
No holding back
As this journey takes me
No holding back
As you stir like crazy
The more you wiggle the more tongue flicks
Enough to lick a tattoo onto your skin
Fingers – Tracing – Deeper – In
You make a motherfucker’s spirit feel human
I breathe you in as I’m having an orgasm
And damn if you aren’t my favorite food woman
Ask any of them
Why I lose track and keep coming back
Why your body language is sex appeal
-Fact-
I’ve got the only recipe for seduction
All I need is a lover
Who can understand something
Whose prone to submissive positions while moaning
Spread eagle or cowgirl, that body’s convulsing
You need not already be open either
The first time you begged for it
Papi go deeper
My command was your wish
My sentiments still express this
Your pussy ain’t never stopped cumming
Alive with my spit
Feel my slick fingers lightly tracing against
A warm tunnel of love where fleshy parts of you exist
From head to toe I’m in love with all of it
I’m no garden-variety
I’m a pro at this
Making love is the stud with swag sign language
I can feel how deep I’m inside you now
In the furtherest part of your temple’s canal
Where the sweetest of your berries grow plenty and fruitful
As I make my way into a angle more comfortable
Your nails dig deeper
As pleasure and pain ensues
You are so close now I can feel you coming
Spilling, no squirting from somewhere, gushing
I call it home from where you come
And in anticipation unbury my tongue
I grip ass cheeks as toes are curling
Your juice drips off of my nose – unhurried
And when your trembling eventually dies down
Another eruption comes – more powerful
I could have picked all of them berries girl
And never again needed to lick your pearl
But see that’s the major difference between
Love and lusting over gorgeous things
I was that smooth operator until I could no longer feed
And get full from what was buried beneath
Two women kissing was my motivator
My reason for teasing
five orgasms later…
Instead of being a soldier for more than just meat
For love from the one who kept me coming back for repeat
Love sessions, life lessons, a full circle for me
She taught love – I taught lust
We taught each other things
To stop misguiding hearts
Ripped my player’s card to pieces
Burned my pimp membership
Cause I was only pimping was me
And I’d rather be a soldier of love anyway
“For in love lies no defeat”
As this complicated lover would say

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Daydreaming

Knowledge — Wed, 03 Feb 2010 17:10:23 +0000

My bed lies still when you’re not here
My tongue holds its tip halting moist from drawing near
Remembering that time is always on our side
Your fleeting touch draws near making everything alright
And so I lay here saying nothing
While wanting
Everything

…

I think of us in daydreams void of color
On daunting afternoons those thoughts expel my wonder
And In your control I find myself
Tightly bound is your rope around the nape of my soul
Can’t help but stare upward feeling vulnerable until
Your rope is exposed resembling the softest of silk
So I return to admiring your features in black and white still

Loves Consolation

Knowledge — Tue, 01 Dec 2009 22:30:44 +0000

With eyes half-wide and lucid
ulterior motives entice
mind won’t shut up
with wry smile and vacillating lips
a cock-eyed counterclockwise disguise persists
despite fiercely contested dismissive attempts
I sway
dark in the shadow of my density
a spot on moonlit night
ripples wave intensely
eyes pierce through like fright
dark against white, basking in onyx
and soon the tide carries
swaying in and out of shadows
calculating times disintegration
disposing conscious thought
freeing anarchy from its haven
our souls dived first sought
minds opened further wide
like life reversed in stride
skin trembling the more I inch
closer still to quivering flesh
alas come hurried gasps
under lying the pantyless
it’s easy to fill inside
with such sweet surrender
swaying and bending her
in some frenzied dance
amidst lips mashed
sucking and thrusting
tongue plunged deep
culminating in cries
mounted we creep
without regard
we cohabit inward
transcending trembling thighs
burying lies in bed sheets
jostling as I go deep
through unsullied extremities
pussy in such disarray
reticently pulsing directly beneath
admitting defeat ’cause it’s difficult
to contain a shuddering climax
afore intrepid consequences be faced
when lovers discover
heart and minds left a gape
no longer broadened horizons
pointing onward with clarity adorned
all starry eyed from forsaking known galaxies
’cause seduction ain’t sweet no more
consolations meaning less
’cause hurt really don’t console
it floats on empty words
lacking a significance purposeful
as if one didn’t already know
I had you at “I’ll give you the feeling of longing for more.”

Strap It Up

Knowledge — Tue, 29 Sep 2009 03:59:39 +0000

We bounce off each other

And I love the feel

Of your female muscle

Every time you let go

I take your motions in slow

Knowing that come tomorrow

Abs will be sore down low

For a while we don’t touch

I tower over a glistening body

Only sweat between us

A promise to cross all boundaries

There’s something I want deep inside

Show me the heart I insist on seeing

Into your flesh I want to bite

But not enough to incite your screams

You whisper softly “Can you now Papi?”

“Please… strap it up?”

You suffocate ecstacy when you plead

Each time you beg me to be fucked

You hold on tight

Afraid to be spilled

Spread legs wide as a windowsill

In that moment we are connected

I’m your distinguishing mark

Expletive!

Body language won’t shut up

Producing moans I don’t want to stop

I lick tongue across lips

Yearning to penetrate Pandora’s box

I have a dirty mind

Moving forward when you gestured closer

Twisted in positions that felt incredible

With odd shapes highlitghing the floorboards

And the night as long as this poem

Loving every bit of what was in store

Deep breaths taken in

Through unsubtle suggestive movements

Desires on a whole other level

Intent on rhythmic g-spot soothing

You groaned seductively

When I snapped out quick

Up and down slick on your clit

Souls detached from Aphrodite’s dance

Karma sutras what’s been practiced

Realize you never had a chance

I pump like oxygen’s not coincidence

Curl toes in multiples

Have you muttering audibles

Now open wider

So I can put my all in you

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The Quest

Knowledge — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 21:14:52 +0000

In the beginning our love was complicated yet wonderful
What I felt for you was a hunger that was insatiable
There was this need for you that existed inside of me
That overwhelmed my soul; spirit, mind and body
Constantly taking me to another level of consciousness
Kept me wishing for another hour, another minute, another lingering kiss
When I could see your face before leaving you in a state of fingering bliss
Held your hands up by your head and we proceeded to reminisce
About the last time we made sensual sense of all of this
Life and each other ending with the feel of our naked lips
Locked in an embrace eagerly moving trying desperately to make our way
From the outside of our mouths to our inner arousal states
All the while my free hand was resting upon your heaving breast
Merely a glimpse of our introduction – For we had yet to begin our quest.