Sta.sh
:: Y e a r n i n g ::
When I satisfy myself, sex, had a face
Your hair some kind of a shambolic tease
The jawline that promised aggression
Eyes that looked through, fuck the locking
It started with hands
And your upper class skin
To a torso I wish I've never seen
"Lust is doing what you feel
And feel it all the way"
So my hands got to my skirt
And my skirt got to the floor
Your yellow light and it's pornographic feel
To the background sounds of Maynard
Your hands cupped my breast
And crushing in with your palm
My thighs binded to your back
Dripping, sweating, heated moans
Thrusting once
Plunging in
Emerging
From that textured feel
Pulling of the skin
Feeling of the grind
Sweat dripping down my inner thighs
And you creamed in me
And I cried
While you're in me
And your weight collapsed on me
And I felt you were complete in me
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Picture works well too.
oh well
thanks for liking the poem
Then he really wasn't worth it (imo)
shock and awes treatment, but i feel it works
Stunning, first off the picture is great, I'd say a very uncommon pose :] and your style is very refreshing, especially in this one.. then, the words..well I don't what to say..I was just sitting there and-wow ;] impressive..
well, I've been watching you for quite a time, great art..always..
all the best
chris
.you got body for days.