Sexreation

Sexreation

A Poem by DC Gentleman

Imagination

 

Getting the best of me

A mahogany complexion

Beckons me

I need her

Next to me

Lips dancing

On the neck of me

 

I worship her form

Thru closed eyes

Salivating

At the power

In those ebony thighs

Imagining

The scent

Of her sensual places

That alluring fragrance

I hungrily await

To bask in the rhythms

Of her forbidden dance.

 

Sensation

 

Of tasting

Savoring

The sensitive flesh

Of her voluptuous waist

Making euphoric faces

Heart races

Vein pulsating

Aching for

 

Stimulation

 

Her eyes radiate with voracity

I submit to her desire

The need to quench that fire

Was dire

 

Penetration

 

Together we slide

She sighs

She rides

Her breast rise

And fall

She craves it all

“Deeper”, she pleads

Never seen

Such sexual energy

Her heavenly river of ambrosia

Fiercely runs

As we climb to that peak

Together

Forever I could treasure…

 

Yet

I open my eyes

Alone

Love affair done

A beautiful

Synergy of one

Master of none

Guess  I was ..

 

Just playing

 

 2009.HJ 

© 2009 DC Gentleman


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Voracious deja vu!!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Very nice and I loved the ending! I definetly didnt see that coming

Posted 14 Years Ago


...The fluidity of your words....remarkable. This one is a new favorite of mine.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Oh snap. I didn't see that ending coming. Wow. Well, I felt the ride with you. Nicely written. Great write, though, damn the ending! :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


Wow. well written

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on December 16, 2009

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DC Gentleman
DC Gentleman

Raleigh, NC



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My name is DeWayne... but call me Mr. Johnson.. its all the same. When I was 10, I played house with all the neighborhood chicks. By 13, basketball was then, and still is my fix.... When I was 21, I t.. more..

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