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Darkness Seeping

What is it about that spot?
Why does it hold such power over me?

I look at you, caress you, nuzzle and coo
Quickening, beating, stroking, stoking desire
Tugging, pulling, clutching, disrobing


Thrown to the bed, knees to the air
I fall to the alter, to worship, declare

Sweet sheen of satin, stained with your lust
One of us is ready your panties entrust

Warm musk calls to my touch
One finger circles drawing out moans


Arms slide under knees and squeeze,
firm embrace, unmistakable desire


Teasing, kissing, soft warm thighs
Still circling finger, quickly growing spot


Lips meet hips and finger slips
ever so sweetly, just inside


A gasp, a groan, hips rolling now
It's time to go deeper and higher to peek


My finger curls upward beconing bliss
Mouth firmly planted, I devour that spot


A gutteral utterance, hair clenched in fist
Legs bearing down as your body explodes


Extacy washes you, cleanses your soul
Catch your breath lover, we've only begun


I kiss your soft tummy, sweet salt of your skin
I move up and slide in, so slowly begins


The joining communion of love's sweet desire.

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Skylar Smythe said…
I read this poem at last nights Some Like It Hot - Erotic Poetry Collective in second life.

Everyone... loved it.
October 22, 2008 at 10:22 AM
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