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The Savage

The rough edges of the white envelop surprised me
With a key you awakened the desire to possess you.
Tonight said the note the doors of heaven would open
Red roses, the finest champagne in acceptance I sent.

Night held firm, grew, I fumbled with the door lock 
Lightly crossed the rug while you rested in dreams
Touching the warmth of your breath and sweet aroma
I managed to kiss you awake to a persistent seduction

Delayed moments stripped us to our natural grandeur
Rebellious curves as you play within the silky sheets
Sparkling eyes merge with mine to close in surrender
Lips as they make you tremble faint in silent whispers.

Tracing the soft-hearted adventure in moist tasteful bites 
Areolas for they harden slip clustered in moans and burns 
Palms as they cup to finger play my head in twisted needs
Reaching the heavenly doors limbs wide neatly quelled.   

I taste the bloom; feel hassled heart beats in body turmoil
Lifting you to cry out again and again in liberal raptures
While I shift to cross swords lashing my tongue to yours
Renewed pressure on your knees weakens your resistance

Targeted domain splits to the wet toiling, head long entry
Gorged; each move you make lodges me deeper in crushes
Captured struggle moves to seek your heightened surrender         
Holding my piercing armor to your random erotic attacks:

Few bounces in ruthless continuity break you into ecstasy   
I hear you whine craving for a restful moment in peace
But I have passions, to taste and delight in forbidden fruits
Merciless I penetrate the taboo ring to your joy and pain.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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