Sinking into the deep of pleasure
A time and space to treasure
In the vain like fire burning
Like desire calling and yearning
The embrace of sweet nothing
Red lips and tongue licking
Shivers and whispers of kisses
Hands that caress and teases
Skin to skin is how to feel
Skin to skin the desire thrill
Pushed in; filled to the brim
High on the scent of peaches and cream
Mouth open wide in silent cries
Or loud whine that soars to the skies
Desire slides in slick and wet
As fire burning; in and out
Staccato breathing and nails digging in
Teeth clamped in red lips like sin
Slow and sensual
Or fast and brutal
All in all, the desire is keen
To lick at the very existing being
Consuming the body with busts of sin
Twitching and aching off adrenaline
Now with busts of champagne's confetti
And lost in feelings as many
Deep breaths and feather light touches
Lip kisses and gentle caresses
Letting the calm pleasure flow
Basking in the sea of after glow
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The Course Of My First Sins
Poetryit follows the life of an unknown character through the short journey of SEDUCTION, SEX and the AFTERmath of it. "human's nature is determined through the course of their first sins" "I recall the course of my first sin The very Magnum opus of real...
