the first erotic poem Ive written in a decade....enjoy.... Cursive 10.5.14 The nerve of her with all of those curves on her she’s got me leanin’ like I’m cursive and I wanna put my words on her I want to place my words on her take my 3rd and use it to trace where her curves occur where you’re curved with fur because I’m a perv for her The way that you’ve enveloped me ruthlessly but truthfully, I enjoy what U do to me because it aches so beautifully when I slipped as I dripped past your mounds a journey made easy since your brown is round I am astounded by the fact that your ground is profound with wetness amplified… as U eyed my staff trying to convince me that U want me to divide U in half and so I placed myself in your center entered U with my member in an effort to thaw out your December U will remember… the way I dismembered… your throb… from the rest of you making a mess of you Your now numb from the waist down as I go face down underneath where it has developed its own heartbeat swollen clit lips shivering with tongue delivering as you’re giving in… to my sentiments your bulb pulsates its power on my lips… from the song of my instrument and you’re into it and I’m into it… we’re into it I am full from your meal as you pull on my steel this is unreal and so my mouth travels from the base of your waist… as I’m tasting your space this has become the stickiest embrace your nipples are now placed slightly in between my teeth… as we’ve long created ripples within oceans in between these sheets we are drowning in the midst of us Our storm has swarmed in the form of warmth I am now all in.. as you’re calling to heaven since we’re falling this flood that we’ve created is appalling no wonder we’ve been stalling You’re falling for these words and so if Love is a verb… then lust is a predicate in essence… every word I’ve slurred is irrelevant but what is evident… is that your lake serves as evidence…. that you’ve enjoyed my element pushed to press in your flooded crevice sticky sweet feeding my sugar fetish girl I relish… the view from here coming up in your rear enjoying you from here I’m not toying with U my dear……. For the nerve of you with all of those curves on you you’ve got me leanin’ like I’m cursive and I wanna put my words on you… and I have…in the form of this poem
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