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Click herechilling sound of thunder rumbles barren cove
devouring inland tranquility.
animated flat sea exposes braided bridle laced with
gold,
decorating lush mane of a sleek black stallion,
captivating wide eyes of curiosity
as pale blue lightning rises from the deep
seaweed curls round wading hooves as green weeds trim
emerald velvet cloaked in mist round amber haired
maiden
hungry urgency licks moist trembling lips as
sulfurous eyes pierce ageless alpha
matching his intensity
in lithe magnificent agility,
he captures her steed in the breakers
and mounts its powerful frame in one leap
grasping her reins swiftly, she dives into her
deepest aquatic lair as
rough hands clench curling mounds of wavy hair in
mastering boldness
as he binds her tightly against his length of rippled
arms
cracking spine feels changeling of a virile chest as
her heart
shares rhythm with his shameless swells
"what alchemy creates such a space laurie lass", he
whispers against her tresses
and holding onto her honey soft thighs as he slides
them from her mount
butterfly eyes trace weathered contours of his
handsome face
as his strength softens, relaxing tension between
them..
"tis the blue dolphin dome of shelter you must know
your power has no authority here
release me white warrior; you’re
in no danger in my sanctuary
dolphins are ally to the kelpie..
your reflection called me from the deep,
summoned the array from my
spiraling golden bed of desire to possess you as
you wished my lord...
allowing velvet bindings to fall through shimmering
blue crystals;
bare all but her maiden wings flutter before his
wanton eyes...
she is as bewitching as a hunter’s moon reflecting a
warm fire across a calm sea
trembling hands ache to touch the petals of her
womanhood
and feel the heat between her golden legs
submitting the center of her paradise to his will
but, slowly she sinks down to accept his aching bulge
into her mouth, gently licking firm flesh then
plunging his driving need into her long soft throat,
enhaling his manhood, his sex , his being..
he is lost to her fiery brand upon his pulsing heart
control gives way to the sweet depths of her soul
as core heat begs him commune with freedom
as she unchains his essence in violent discharge
he is powerless against her charm
and is awakened by the gentle
sounds of rolling waves tapping
the beach and holding his heartbeat
in rolling waves taken
makes me want to rip your panties off and... oops... that isn't a metaphor! Great write Blue!!!
mysticism, romanticism and of course the erotic. i'm pulling this out as my fave:
trembling hands ache to touch the petals of her
womanhood
and feel the heat between her golden legs
submitting the center of her paradise to his will
******
nicely done and enjoyed......don
http://www.fantasyhorses.homestead.com/water.html...the pic's are fascinating...and causes much day dreaming...smiling....blue
<chuckleboned> riven?
your write was very enchanting, intriguing and very
mystical...ahh heck blue it was a gret read.
i love your discriptiveness.
i can hear this as spoken word in
a late night coffeehaus.
good one blue.
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