Dreading A Goodbye

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Sending an alluring stare into my eyes
You pull me toward you for an embrace
Pressing your lips softly, and gently to mine
You cup both your hands around my face

Kissing me fanatically, long and hard
We begin to enter our erotic bliss
We share whispered words of lust
As we take a breath from our kiss

Removing our articles of clothing so slowly
Urgently pressing flesh against flesh
The anticipation of our encounter
Causes our bodies to sway and mesh

I feel your hot breath against my neck
Then a slight sucking on my bottom lip
Your hands begin to ravage my body
As they slide down to grasp my hips

You graze your hands across my breasts
Kneading and exploring them, eager and fast
You move around to the back and begin to clench
Picking me up slightly, your hands on my ass

I tiptoe as my feet slowly leave the ground
Then I wrap my legs around you tight
I whisper to you, “I want you baby,
This passion is not something we cannot fight”

You carry me slowly over to the bed
Laying me down, as you crawl above
As you stare at me with a seductive gaze
I realize, maybe this is not unrequited love

Making love together for hours on end
Is this the last time, who knows; perhaps
Above me, below me, behind me you stand
Then in a hot sweaty mess we collapse

Lying with you, no clothing in sight
Running my hands over you as you sigh
The way you are holding me tightly in your arms
Makes me dread your upcoming goodbye.

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MyNecroticSnailMyNecroticSnailabout 18 years ago
I like dread

the pleasure of the treasure is the measure of the dread

enjoin your rite <winkz

LeBrozLeBrozabout 18 years ago
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The greater the pleasure's moment

The more wrenching that some moment's goodbye;

A nice enjoyable piece.

EmJ0385EmJ0385about 18 years ago
The pleasure of the moment

in saying goodbye can only be beat by the moment reserved for saying hello! But that's a passion of a higher heat. Emily