- Erotic Poetry
- My Love
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How I ache for you. Feelings evolve,
take over. Crashes, into currents,
of desires embrace. My breath held
captive, by the wild beast of need.
Craving your touch, your mouth upon
my moistened skin. Our love entraps
my body, bound by your binding embrace.
No escape for me. I am yours.
Take my mind. Its feeble thoughts,
wanton wishes, of our two bodies
entwined. My heart as it beats.
Races for you. My body for it trembles,
shakes with the want of you. My soul,
as it is already so full of love,
dedicated devotion ...
Inhale all that I am. I have already,
inhaled you. Tasted hot silky sexiness,
just dripping, from your manliness.
Dined on erotica delight, desserts
puddingly ... sweet. Spread fit
for a queen, your queen of the night.
Come, be the king of my heart. You
already own me body and soul.
Rule over this body, of want,
need for you. Chastise this wicked
thinking queen of your heart.
Love me, your queen forever
more. As I too, do all this for you,
My Love ...
- COMMENTS
bigntenderover 18 years agoEvery man should have a queen like this to love him like this. How can it be any more special than this. It all just flowed as one thought. Love, devotion, passion....
Wanton Vixxxenover 18 years agowould turn down such a sensual invitation! This was the lure of lust, so deliciously described with phrases like,
"Inhale all that I am. I have already,
inhaled you. Tasted hot silky sexiness,
just dripping, from your manliness.
Dined on erotica delight, desserts
puddingly ... sweet. Spread fit for
a queen, your queen of the night."
Once he hears that, he won't be hungry for you - he will be famished! <wink> Loved the wording from start to finish, Queen Hottie!
Vixxx
My Erotic Taleover 18 years ago~ poetry <grin> nice write Ryhme, you share your heart and soul with so many. We are called blessed <grin> ty
Anonymousover 18 years agoand pleading...what love could deny such power...thanks ....blue
LeBrozover 18 years agoA call for surrender
that sounds so like triumph;
RF's presence here, so commanding
pulls, ensnares, envelops
And having once tasted her
makes you thirsty for more.
