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Satisfaction Is Every Little Bit But Sad

Contributed by EvaLastingRose on Wednesday, 26th July 2006 @ 09:49:03 PM in AEST
Topic: LovePoetry

The moonlight rises looking for a sunrise
At an early brisk of what her future will become.
A look of strong sexual desire lights a match
Thrown into the fire.
The heat becomes more intense.
Sweat dripping off her soul
Into an ocean of riptides and hurricanes
Sucking her into the addiction of love.
It’s so real.
Her feet no longer touch the ground.
Lighter than air she’s blown away like a feather in the wind
Off the bird that flew her to the sky.
Now she can touch a real cloud.
Returning isn’t an option.
Never knowing that life was this good
She can’t let go just yet.
But there is something that he just doesn’t know.
Her secret is that she is burning for him.
This secret is just too good to keep.
Singing in her head.
Dreams coming real.
Her yearning for him.
Craving his wet lips.
Her desire needs to be satisfied.
She lets him know
Dropping the pressure to below zero
Where her passion takes over and breaks through
At one hundred and two degrees of lust for his body.
Taking her to a forbidden paradise.
Her secret arises and creeps down her back
Bursting out.
Her wings fly her away
To the unknown place she only thinks about
When she is alone in the dark right before she starts to dream.
A place where ecstasy is a way of life
And being high is only the lowest feeling.
Lips collide.
Skin is clenched.
Her nails initialing the very spots in which she touched
Leaving her mark of reminiscence for a later day.
Hips are rubbing.
Legs are locked knocking on her door.
Ringing her bell she finally lets him inside her world.
This commemoration will stand forever in his mind.
Looking up to the stars she frees a breath of a now eased mind.
His pleasure has no competition.

Copyright Â© EvaLastingRose ... [ 2006-07-26 21:49:03]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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