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Sensuality
Breathing softly...my body is calm.
Intoxicating is the scent of perfume that sweeps so secretively into my mind. My head swirls with visions of your blinding beauty. Pumping madly against my breasts, the blood burns through my veins as you draw nearer. No longer calm, I sit and wait.
No words yet spoken, while bodily vibrations tremor with desireburning desire. Silently begging, yearning for a single touch, I beg for you. Breathing harder...Barely containable, the soul yearns to scream. Then flesh meets flesh. Moisture in your breath glistens upon my nape, while the gentle scrape of your fingernails glide tenderly across my skin.
The long plate of burgundy hair falls gently over my shoulder revealing the innocence of bare milky white skin. Against the light of the moon, our eyes reveal the secrets within. Trembling with unknown desire, I close my eyes while lips part, beckoning to be touched. No thoughts...no doubts...no fears...
Nearer you draw unto me, your breath so warm upon my face. Screaming, yearning desire echoes in the cavity of my mind. Your fingers bring a wave of new thrills as they slide gently through my silky hair and come to cradle my head.
Begging, pleading desperately I call out your name. Tenderly you reply without unnecessary words. Fireworks ignite the flames of desire as your full ruby lips reclaim their treasure. Uncontrollable passion, unrequited love, and deeply pure untainted trust abound in harmony, as two lost souls become one.
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I see nothing
But I feel
Your hands glide across my trembling thighs
Then, open.
And
I feel nothing
But I see
The magnets forming
You slide across my skin like silk
as pure and fresh as mothers milk
with scents to trigger memories
of summer blooms on autumns
There are times when roles and duties
threaten to choke off the breath of life
when to remain calm and stable
is to gasp for
Imagining
all that I
could-
your mouth,
lips,
deliciou s tongue...
tasting,
dr inking,
melding into one...
back arching,
stretching,
sinuous
by Tarah Flicek
Sensuality
Breathing softly...my body is calm.
Intoxicating is the scent of perfume that sweeps so secretively into my mind.
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