Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Babe...

Your skin is a soft moist dessert glowing in the darkness.
Your fingertips leak pleasure into the arch of my back and my mouth opens to let out a moan that tells a story of enchantment.
My lips wrestle with yours in a match neither of us can win
Because the passion within is too strong to be wrong or to give up.
You thrust me up to the stars
Close to mars
I'm lost in space with the taste of you lingering on my tongue.
Slowly i float back down to your kingdom and realize you held me there the whole time.
As you climb up my body I can feel the silk of your lips cover every inch of my skin with a sensation too good to imagine.
When you reach my face
I grab tight to the lace of your covers
And I picture the lovers we have become
More intense than some.
You make my heart try to breakout of my skeleton
Turn my bones into gelatin
And pump my skin with melanin.
Things only you can do to me
It's easy for anyone to see
That all I want to do
is to be
with you.

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