Wild Desires

Young maiden all alone
in her lingerie 
has dark dreams of desire. 
Seeing a handsome prince
that makes her quince
in her loins at his glance.
Laying in her bed alone
she dreams of this prince 
running through fields of grain 
to hold and embrace.
Her lips feel him breathe
as they embrace
and her loins begin to ache. 
He lays her down in the grain 
as he strips away her dress
exposing her breast.
Softly he touches and arouses 
her body the sun shines upon.
Sweeter than honey
is her sweat that glistens 
from her breast.
Fingers running through her hair
as he touches her loins.
Moans of joy 
come hence from her voice 
as river of desires 
begins to flow.

 

11-25-2013
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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November 25, 2013 at 7:01 AM
- Michael, sensual and beautiful .. . . always dreaming about a "prince" ..... are they ... (?) ... lol .. - A nice poem to read :) - Have a nice day. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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November 25, 2013 at 7:12 AM
Thanks ANNE yes there are still princes in the world today. :-) You have a good day also xoxo Your soup friend Michael
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