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Click hereI of white
He, stark
stood above
And eased me
fresh cotton beneath and around
over down
my head rested
breath hushed
lashes lazy
He of bronze
through light's caress
I of pale cream
heart fluttering
shy, quivering
thighs hiding
That
unknown to me
He, fearless
knowing
gazing
taking time
painting memories in his mind
of my blush
then lovingly crushed
pinned
by warmth and hard and eyes of hunger
He, above me
easing
spreading
opening
lick, kiss, sip
honeyed nectar from my lips
minted breath
hot and damp
and soft
slick
wet
slip
my song plundered
mewling
whimper
begging
gasp and sigh and breathe and pant
He, a conqueror
taking
always taking
me
and what's mine
and I am
will be
His
He, driven
I, frantic
He, steady
I, astir
He, knowing
I, learning
He of whispers
I, pleading
Please!
No.
He, indulging
more
driving
more
racing
more
plunging
more
speeding
riding
climbing
grinding
getting
gaining
taking
more
I, lost
crazy
wild
laughing, crying, angry, vying
once more
ever closer
barely
almost
just
right...
He, releasing
I, bursting, clenching, gripping, digging
dying and being born,
burning one million stars
gasping unable to breathe
screaming unable to speak
feeling unable to see
floating along a summer breeze
I, awakening
He, smiling
He, happy
He, satiated
He, fed
and I?
I knew
I, new.
This poem could easily be put to music and become an award-winning song! The content is both pleasing and sensuous, which says a lot about the author.