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The Softness of A Shadows
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Weakened From The Gifts Of His Midas Touch

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Closing my eyes, inhaling once again the assurance from his caresses

Cradled in the Nirvana of his warmth

Pastoring unto the wisdom of my eager alluring soul

Obsession, lust, his hard passion

Blanketing my heart, making sweet love to my mind

The purity of my soul, the spherical of his innovation, his midnight incantation 

Bodies colliding in the entwine of midnight oasis

 

The ritual of my calling he beckons to my soft sense of joviality

The silent introduction of his wanted touch felt, yearned, craved

My skin tingling upon the anticipation

Feeling his breath breezing over the benediction of my sanctuary from afar

Supplications of the moon surrendering to light years of a cosmic levitational pull

Silken passion he bequeaths, my skin his domain

Slowly dispensing the cloth of deterred hindrance

 

Scorching love given by destiny’s morning entanglement

Mm… closing my eyes, I feel you my love

Eager hands tasting the suppleness of my flesh

His breath hissing in the perfection of my curvaceous surrender

Receptive murmurs I speak to the dusk of his silhouette

Sluggish evolution of love notes whispered in my ear

The need to intensify the want

 

His migration into my temple parting without regard of submission

Lips, worshipping my skin, from feet to head

Back arched, thighs dividing wider for the invitation to join me in the bed of euphoria

In the crest of my waywardness the moans of surrendering

 

Softly inscribing his composed wishes of love upon my skin

Waves of rapture, embedding deep inside, deeper, and deeper

Spiraling in the abyss of my pinkish sanctum

Rapture awakened, scaling in the completion, blending our souls

His aura bathing my Chi with splashes of his nocturnal scent

Gravitating in the sacred refuge of his imprisoned ecstasy

Entwined at the throne his enlightenment

Weakened from the gifts of his Midas Touch

 

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ThePoetess says:

Very sensual...this line stayed with me " making sweet love to my mind" the mental intercourse makes you anticipate the physical love making. Nice ink!

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love_supreme says:

I like this poem.

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