The Sweet, Sweet-Er, and Sweetest Sensation Times Three
The itch of you, deeply,
beneath, surface, rises quickly,
to scratch, The anxiety of it all,
trembles my bones, Like an
acid Tripp, gone wild, not Jerry
Springer, It's craziness is much
more, as it breaks ICE, wanting
every inch of your body,{Dark
Chocolate}, like A Mid~Night
snack, going once, Going twice,
I can't resist going in, So eager
to, HOT IT, ATTACK IT, Not
STOPING, Loving My LOVER,
FIT TO A GLOVE, Flying WHITE
DOVES, As it Thickened to
open, 360' Rotationally
Collapsing, Hard as BRICKS,
Where We smoothly, KNOCK,
KNOCK, KNOCK, the
headboard, LOUDLY, waking
the BLOCK, with deeper
MOANS, For this Nuclear
Explosion LOVE FEAST, will
Certanially be CONSUMED,
with Down Pour,
because you are that Sweet,
Sweet-er, and Sweetest
Sensation, I will ever get times
THREE,,,, Sharing The same
OXYGEN, as we Touch noses,
connecting LIPS, Closely
together..... Piercing nipples
tightly against the chest....Breathing
Heavily with exhaustion. For
This is A passion, with no lust, for
it is an ultimate stare down to A true
beginning....
Entered in Good Enough contest,
Sponsored by: Sandy Ivy Davis
Carma Reed
10-23-12
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