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Click hereIn the quietness of my breathe,
Sexual fantasies explode
In the considering of my eyes
Fantasies careen and crash
I inhale the femininity of woman
I exhale the masculinity of man
My eyes fill with lust and longing
My heart pounds for more yet even still more
My need never quenched,
My longing never emptied
My loins never cooled,
My eyes never filled
Passion is everything
Everything is passion
Women are goddesses
Whose charms hold me fast
I am gnarled and horny
I am cock, fucking, thrusting
Pounding, ramming, harder, faster
Transcending orgasm to orgasm
Fucking all, her sparkling laugh, playful eyes, perky breasts,
Generous mouth, languid tongue, hard nipples,
Luscious lips, striding legs, glistening pussy
Fucking all of her, her mind and soul most of all
In the quietness of my breathe . . .
SxRx
If this is what your body and mind whisper to you "in the quietness of your breathe", I dare to imagine your naked body hovering over mine when your breathe spirals into sensual moans.
I really liked this poem. Thanks for sharing it. ~ Red
I find your poem very rhythmic and your use of language effective. Please, write more and thanks for sharing this one. If you'd like a few ideas I have of how to improve this already fine poem you are more than welcome to send me a pm through the lit forums.
A man after my own heart - truly sensual, his irrepressible sexual vibrancy recreated in fantasy.
A man who truely loves women ~ and has the fantasies to prove it.
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