Brooklyn

Brooklyn

A Poem by DC Gentleman
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The Sweetest Place

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The instant chill
The yelling, the rush
Congestion
I exit Port Authority
Overwhelmed
By the pedestrian crush
Gladly maneuvering thru the madness
My queen awaits
A supreme dream
I see her seductive silhouette
Like perfectly molded chocolate
Standing by the gate
Greets me with a warm kiss
Soft warm lips
Hands can’t resist massaging those hips
I really did miss….

Brooklyn

Her sultry smile heats up the NY sky
I let her walk slightly ahead
Gotta admire the curvature in those thighs
Oh my
Exchanging glances
Laced with passionate intent
My angel is heaven sent
Her words ignite my soul
Quenching my intellectual
Perpetual
Sexual thirst
She is the sweetest verse
Unrehearsed
I love the way we flow
What a pleasure to know
The wonder of…

Brooklyn

We enter her place
Lips touch in much more than a kiss
I slowly drop to my knees
And worship
Savoring the taste of her temple
Her skin melting to every touch
I missed her so much
The heat…
So sweet…
Her sweetest octaves urging me to explore
More..
And more..
My greed matching her need
I withdraw our embrace
Taking in the satisfied contours of her face
Don't think I want to ever let her go
Because I know..
There’s no place like…

Brooklyn

 

© 2009 DC Gentleman


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*BREATHLESS*

I know this feeling well. The muse that evoked these emotions must be proud ;-)

Excellent Write!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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DC Gentleman
DC Gentleman

Raleigh, NC



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