You give me splendid thrills without sexual contact
Your lyrical movements move me
Ohh let me d-w-e-l-l in your . D e e p n e s s . I take my time reading in order to savor the meaning behind your every word
I feel you beating In every single line I heart your pulse thumping directly towards my fingertips
Pleasure like bursts of thunder
Lightning that fired my every cell
Watching you work your dirty magic just like that my body arched back to art-iculate lightning bolts that shiver
Your words do things to me my body simply can’t comprehend words became fingers
Nasty novelties
I'm paralyzed in orgasmic spasms your stanzas should be labeled as a sin
Sex is but an illusion to the mortal canvas that paints passion and piercing sonnets within ejaculatory epilogue deep stroke dialogue cunning-linguist
Then let's stir this zesty prose-like zephyr upon your falsetto pages
My lips dripped with love and private sonnets
I lick up the remnants of each rhetorical spurt
Your thoughts are my weakness use my body as your temple
I'm your Woman honey-dew melon sweet
I'm feeling the musical pattern of your movements in and out of me up and down to the tune of poetry slow tempo cascades into a soulful sweet climatic melody of fast-slow fast flow flow upon flow it slowly ebbs to sway away with me I scream out orgasmic overtures
Syrupy honeysuckle serene in a winding rhythm
Bodies humming melodies in the heat of a beating rhythm
You blow with hot and cool whispers of excited sighs for me
Amazing feat... you imagination was working overtime! How powerful words are to work their magic and creat an experience for us as deep as the real.. and how well you conjure up that feeling with your words and suggestive patterns... you 'cunning-linguist' creating 'ejaculatory epilogues'... No debate about your charm... just masturbate...
You have definitely got a way with words, and I love it! I wish I could write poetry like you do, but I'll leave it to the expert. This was much fun to read.
An amazing poem! Stunningly beautiful. Made me tearful. The way you made the comparison to physical love-making and writing was outstanding and captured wisps of perfection. All it needed was a cup of tea and cosy armchair to wrap it up. Thankyou.
HAD MY BABY BOY 12/29/2013 at 10:57 he weighs 8 pounds 4oz 19 in long
I am married to a fellow poet on this site http://www.writerscafe.org/itz_JuggZ aka Stevo The Poe-t
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