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Click hereHis mind projects deviance upon 26 letters.
Granting the only ecstasy she cannot phrase
Words filling her mouth fill his soul.
All the way into your mouth, juices dripping.
Lifting her sweet chin offers a glance of innocence
Experience transformed into shyness and serenity.
For her service he serves sticky sweet bliss.
Blowing kisses until he cannot think.
The perfect depth to her throat.
He makes her take each inch without aggression,
Mutual reciprocity wrapped in kindness
Exploding into unselfish sin.
Words joining words into melodic
Confessing to him what his mind
Never imagined but actualized.
One reads, the other writes.
He runs and he lifts.
She whimpers and screams.
Succulent syllables licked from
Her lips become dreams of infinity.
Serving pleasure and wonderful pain.
Realizing the simplicity of her needs
Allowing his thickness to become every man.
He grants her freedom to sing.
Protects a voice and pushing her dreams.
He fights for her to deliver a killer blow.
Intensity matching a pyroclastic flow.
Watching a reality soon to be full, filled,
She creates the fire which his instincts.
Eternal bliss between her lips.
This is the best of the poems that I've read by you!
Five stars! Deserves more!
About this line: Succulent syllables licked from/Her lips become dreams of infinity. It's so beautiful, I wish...really wish...someone felt that way about my words...
I plan on editing this one, as there are a few lines left hanging; the byproduct of improvised verse (or music). The flow must flow.
This speaks to something inside me, a voiceless and the voiced, a combination in harmony to fully actualize both...