Mr And Mrs.Robbins Robbins Poet Narrative

The Love We Make

We lay in bed,
begin to kiss,
his hands,
run all over me,
piece by piece,
articles of clotheing 
come off,
until its just
our nakes bodys
pressed together,
he slowly 
spreads my legs,
and slides himself
into me,
our bodys move as one,
as we begin to make love,
the thrusting,
the humping,
is magical,
the way we move together
is so natural,
is so perfect,
to feel him,
slide in and out of me,
getting harder, 
going depper,
filling me
with his cum,
making us both moan,
in total pleasure,
our bodys relax,
and lay beside one antoher,
in our bed,
feling our warmth,
we hold eachother tightly,
and fall asleep,
in eachothers arms,
after a kiss,
just like it all began

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Amber Jenkins October 12, 2009 at 7:00 AM This one was good. Next time try to describe other things as well. Don't get me wrong it was good it just jumped in to the Love making way to fast. I know James Frasher writes good ones for an example I also write Love poetry But I am not sure if its good or not. But I loved this one. Keep writing!