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Willy Wonka

Passing passion

Pour yourself over me slowly seep into my every crevice Cover my every wish paint yourself the picture of my dreams Please leave me a marvel of your work Why don't you fascinate my mind while changing my imagination through heavenly felt situations You can fill me with awe beyond simple words show me the unspoken expressions in subtle actions carried through a long gaze Leaving me to afraid to blink for missing the valuable momoent at hand Chase my chills running your finger along my skin as moisture built upon of my brow tears down from heavy anticipation Love me in the moment Hate me in the absence Frame me against the wall left hung to be admired with the look of deep desires leaving my stirring in loose suggestions Can you hold my attention on the edge of cataclysmic behavior on the verge of mental breakdowns physically strained but leaving the body fighting every rational position to comfort itself? all the while giving in devotedly This is not a job for the fain...

45's

If ever I thought of you, let it not be in vain. As your lips are oh so memorable, amongst the greatest of pleasures stacked against the depths of my memories. Still calls to my sensual urges, despite the failed gratitude of a love's presence my soul tightly intertwined with lust, overrides all my logical instincts This deeper need for you chases the very mention of your name Sweet the look of the sweat beeding upon an upper lip, while biting your lower expression Eyes tightly hid, complicating the educated guessing running the length of your inner thighs Do your toes curl like the tips of soft wool like dreds Do we twist and turn only to be joined in a harmonious reenactment of our greatest hits Since the unfallon giants of Motown records Let our minds spin as we become lost to a found ecstasy! If I ever, thought of you.

I want you. do you want me?

Its about 430 in the morning I'm feeling horny, imagining you moaning leg wet eyebrow sweat hot sex leg flexed tell me what you want I don't have no limits straight nasty no gimmicks lick anything well endowed to keep you roused no whispering I like you loud jungle love you can growl climb the sheets looking from the back I see good eats creamy candy treat you catching flashbacks every time you see your feet going hard you sow what you reap so Ima keep you cumming until you fall asleep. I want you! do you want me?

Make you scream for Ice cream

Beautiful the weather

the precipitation chasing the length of your legs

less words that haven't been said, but felt in every touch.

your breath on the mirror, could've never been clearer.

the rush of your

the softness of your flesh

from your head

to your feet

words hide where tongues speak.

feelings lie with no sheets

the steam rise with every beat

A memory shale be made,

and it will forever be of me

so touch me like I touch you

want me like I want you

in this moment there's not a freaky thing that I wouldn't do!

so let me lick you while your licking me too. ...

Hourglass

Do you remember the butterflies coursing your stomach clutching your spine

can you remember my lips on your skin

me holding your face in the palm of my hand

do you remember the sound or smell of the wind

I remember candle wax down your back followed by my hand

ice in mouth nipple aroused and you moving your body to the slow jam

I remember hair pulled fingers sucked things grabbed upside down for good luck

we took our time and explored our rush

the risk was there always when your making love

do you remember the shower's aim

the point and lick game

honey dripped

the taste of lips

the thrust of hips

my bedroom name

no right or wrong just feelings strong.....now do you remember?

Eating healthy

can I lick it

can I stick it

I just wanna little taste

you know you want it

You just playing just to play

you making it hard for me to ignore the body language

I'm trying leave you speaking spanglish

I'm talking insane shh

legs over your shoulder

a cig and a shot for the closure

And that's just the first round

Warm honey and whipped cream the second phase around

Me licking you like my finger tips after every page

My honeysuckle girl

I wanna make love in a nasty way

til we have nothing left

Sharing orgasms while we're running out of breath

Leaving the room so hot and steamy that the windows sweat

Unsafe sex

Rug burns and bruised knees

Slow action like a paused Bruce Lee

It's more than just the Couture thats juicy

I need my daily dose of vitamin P....

drive you crazy

Running and fumbling words high off the fact that maybe I might get what I feel I deserve its like curb pitching dope sex in the kitchen no over looking every nook and cranny getting took in boiling sensations seat over skin moaning yelling killing it like a convicted felon you wouldn't believe what I'm selling

dreams by the way of jeans passed down by the way of genes hot and heavy molten rock

melt your inhibitions until the feeling stops

wake up the next morning asking

was I that high or were you on top

I'm talking digging deep soul searching pure lust no hurting

in a world of maybe one things for certain

I'm going to work when you lift the curtain

perform like town cars steady motion can fit two but made for one person you...

Lick & Seal

I wanna taste you like I said I would

lick you from your ankle to your thigh and more

rubbing fingers on your back door

I know you like it

cat wet and piping

sucking on the clit tryna siphon

your creamy river deep and ripened

thinking about the faces you make is exciting

I'm going to get you there all the way don't be frightened

let me rub your shoulders while I'm kissing your body lightly

let me take it slow when I'm piping

leave it oiled well and tightened

I love your vice grips

Let's seal the night with a slow kiss...

synchronized swimming

No masturbation just deep thoughts and interrogation fueled by my egger anticipation tonight I'm saving myself for you longing your touch sitting in my bed patiently awaiting our uncomplexed situation taking my time plotting on the delicate overwhelming sensations intricately ovulating in my minds stipulations of the nastiest ramification of plans set and waiting for us both to come to reach the same climaxed stipulation at the same time great synchronized pacing being left with nothing but Asian faces...aah ecstasy!

Sexstacy

I can see her

Poetry in motion as she approaches me in evening wear

I can smell her in the sheets

Black shear pantyhose

Garter belt to make sure they don't roll

Six inch heels curls in her hair this is bananas

She's killing the sex appeal

Its hot in here and I pleasantly got chills

Edible lubricate strawberry scent whipped vodka shots

This gotta be haven sent

Its going down tonight off this natural high

Nastiest essences of sex with no interruptions

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		chispoken says: By no means my usual cup of tea as far as reading a poem, however, this is pure art. Not just the rhyme scheme but the overall delivery and word choice. Dope poems by this commentor What If Creatures of Habit Malik