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Imagination_733
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With your socks on

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Let me caress your mind

Feed your thoughts with appetizers

I will makes sense of any confusion

Dispose of your worries at the door

Concentrate on my eyes

Like you did before

Make yourself comfortable

If you're pleased

Sit next to me

I’ll be more than willing

To sing you melodies

Of enhancement 

Stories of enchantment 

That only poets know

I'm satisfied by your presence

So I softly kiss your nose

The smell of roses linger

Sexual tension brewing

Ever so gently

Whispers sing

Clinging to the 

Moments of silence

The air feels light-

I feel like I’m floating

I lose track of time

Hypnotized by devotion

Carried in a motion of excitement

Falling short of breath

Ready to take on whatever’s left

I must get this off my chest

Have I told you my fetish

Don't be confused

I hope you won't run 

It will only take a moment to explain

I won't be long

You ready? 

I want to f*** you 

With your socks on

 

In midday 

With everyone awake

Let's f*** rough

Perform magic with my tongue

With the strokes of my fingertips

I will force the pair of our own lips

Together

This is my request

Don't ignore my favor

I could f*** you until you’re

Unable of remembering your name

 

This is serious business

Let’s let the aggression period

Take hold of god knows

What

This crazy embellished lust

Of f***ing you without

Your shoes

Without your clothes

Fully exposed

 

Overwhelmed by my mood

Fully consumed 

The eruption pouring from the room

Late afternoon

Is what adults do

Behind closed doors

There's no balance

Or scores 

It's Irreplaceable 

Moans of your aroma

The sweet taste of your aura

Collapses within the center of my emotion

I'm ready

I'm focused

 

Sensually take my hand

Let me lead you

Away in wonders

Away from dooms

Let me instill in you

This mission of friction

 

 

You can't fake what's there

Don’t turn your face

Gaze my way

Let me give it to you one more time

 

I know of a place

I know of a game

 

But it might sound wrong

 

I just really 

Want to f*** you

With your socks on

 

Written by: Dez Sevena

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after vision says:

my poet, it will be hard for the reader of your words to look at socks the same way ever again

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