For Michelle Pt. 1
Who knew me so well, far greater than I could tell,
that the meanings of my ramblings came to her clear as a bell?
Michelle.
Who when my heart was in pieces and parts,
gave my life a fresh start when I fell from Lover's Hell?
Michelle.
Whose tender voice said Yes to each choice,
that I made and rejoiced when I came to her aide, whose pray tell?
Michelle's.
Whose pretty laugh broke all tension in half,
allowing our thoughts a clear path when we talked as ourselves?
Where does this bright soul dwell?
In Michelle.
For Michelle Pt. 2
I greeted her with a hug,
she responded with a kiss,
melting my mind with a feverish bliss,
our tongues in a frenzy,
our lips pressed in tight,
so savage-so eager was she that night,
I cannot recall how our clothing came off,
but I still feel her nakedness on me so soft,
the look in her eyes full of awe and surprise,
as I tasted her breasts while gripping her thighs,
she giggled with glee and said she to me,
"You're getting a blow job!" then got on her knees,
She sucked and she swirled, distorting my world,
licking and bobbing, I felt my chest throbbing,
I moved her knees to straddle my head,
and licked her wet pussy while thrusting in bed,
on each other we dined, her warm flesh against mine,
our lusts intertwined!
And as the clock counted, upon her I mounted,
thrilling her, filling her,
and with passion killing her,
she gazed at my stare,
and I felt not a care in this world, I swear!
Her gasps and her moans made such colorful tones,
as her flesh gripped my bone, every care long since flown,
We kissed as we fucked, brought together by luck,
And when my hot seed longed to be freed,
there was no need to plead, she happily agreed,
and She was the first to have such a thirst for my soul burning burst,
her mouth took it all, letting not one drop fall,
as I came and I came and I let out a call,
as the sweet aching sensation changed to mesmerization,
from the raw concentration of such oral penetration!
We lay side by side, both amazed by the ride,
exhausted and glad to share and be had,
She is a memory I will treasure all days,
When she gazed at my stare, and stared at my gaze,
definitely one of my favorite lays.
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