I put this together that I may share some words from the heart with others. The words I write are not words of pain but just an expression of who I am and where I was at that moment in time. Feel free to share your talents with me, I'm more than open to do the same. Hope you enjoy the writings I place from this point on.
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The Coupling Of Passion And Erotic Lusts-A No
Rhyme Poem

A touch of skin soft and slippery,
With the hint of hint of sweat.
We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets,
As the wind flowed from the window above us.
Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,
To abandon all of our uncertainties.
I began my work on your lips,
Probing gently as if drawing sex,
From a deep well of longing and need.
Then heated tongues met in the midst,
Of hot and quickening breath.
And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.
Then intoxicated with those spirits,
Our clothes found resting place on the floor.
Piece by piece,
Until there were no hiding places,
For the two glistening and wanting bodies.
Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
Then skin meshed with skin,
As the floor became the stage.
I moved atop of you easily,
And lowered myself gently.
Kissing you as I caressed you internaly.
As a gasp broke the kiss,
My hands stroked your dirty blond strands,
Away from your forehead, then became entangled.
Our slow rhythm gave way,
To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,
As you arched my body for your comfort,
And I threw you into ecstasy,
With the strength of my blows.
You left you screaming and soaked,
In oblivion again and again,
As I growled your name from the back of my throat,
And our bodies both demanded more,
Each giving to the other,
High on the fluids of foreign substance.
You grasped, then released me,
Grasped then released me,
In effort to relieve me of my control.
The taste of your skin between my lips,
Was like no other.
To hear my cry of mercy,
When your teeth met my warm skin,
Was more breathtaking than I knew.
Yet you still released the control to me.
As I wound my hands in your hair,
And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut,
I moved with one final and breaking blow,
Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,
Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries.
You welcomed the weight of mr to crush you,
As I collapsed on top of you,
Still hot and burning,
And you glowing like an ember,
Casting a welcome light,
Should I seek out your gifts again together.