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In leathers and silks
Before me she stands
With her short dark hair
In delightful strands
As a birthday treat
She declares to striptease
Our passion will follow
For our wants to please
Her hips start to sway
As her torso gyrates
Her breasts in sync dance
To excite her soul mate
Hands behind her head
In sultry pose she looks
The enjoyment of her moves
She's doing it by the book
The leathers she is wearing
Entice her hands to touch
Revealing her pert shaped breasts
My want to caress them much
Slowly she moves to her music
Her rhythmic motions pour
Now sliding down her underwear
Falling gracefully to the floor
Naked apart from her silks
That cover her arms and legs
Her man now panting and wanting
On his knee's he soon will beg
Her hands begin to wander
To touch the woman in her
My heart begins to rev
She can hear my engine purr
The tempo in her actions
Excites the man in me
What a birthday present
My darling has done for me
She starts to dance real closer
Her hands undress me so
We both now stand there naked
The desire of each other grows
We start with a kiss
Like rose petals in the breeze
Lightly caressing and touching
As we collapse to our knee's
The floor becomes our temple
As our bodies sensuously mix
The images as we make love
My birthday dance in pix
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"Thoughts of a Sexual Nature"
Vivid thoughts of you,
in your birthday suit.
Sprawled on my living room floor,
anxiously you wait
for what you came here for.
Long toned legs,
a rippled mid-section.
I want to hear you beg,
you caused this ********.
Incense burn!!
Sex on the Beach
heightens the mood.
I allude,
to a massage.
A mental mirage,
a dream.
Vivid thoughts accrue,
as I knead your birthday suit.
skin like a rare passion fruit,
and I'm working for your nectar.
You're my aperitif,
and I have a sweet tooth
for your vermouth.
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Strumming your neck,
my tongue is the pick.
Hearing you moan lightly, "Oh your so thick."
So eager was the lass,
for me to.... hose down her fire.
You see, the blaze I intensified.
I knew her desires.
Slow down I pleaded,
hasten your pace!
We have all night baby,
and first base is my face.
I had overdosed on her Vermouth.
She poured without a care!
Enveloped in lusts rapture,
it was, to soon to conclude.
Ambiance is important, so I'll set the mood.
Red lights, mirrored headboard
& playing softly in the background,
a love songs
interlude!!!
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Soft moist lips lick you're ear
whispering words of delight
pursuing my plight for your might,
my tongue rolls down your neck
peck on peck,
as my goal unfolds
kissing chest nipples
your dimples of gold
tanned bronze like a god,
excitement,
ecstasy
extension to explode,
the ride enhances as liftoff begins
tastier than sins,
searing flesh on flesh emotions
enmesh juices of love in thrombosis,
in oceanic osmosis,
as we fall...
spent ...
content ...
in orgasmic opulence.....
"This is a collaboration written by three different poets... Starting with Me...
Samuel Brooks has the middle section, and Linda Marie Bariana concludes...
This turned out well and I am sure all of you will agree..
Jared Pickett---Asavvy1
Samuel Brooks----ChocolateWoW-------------------------1/27/2010
Linda Marie Bariana------Sweetheart