HE THRIVES OFF MY ERUPTION

Minds exposed

he cries out with such rapaciousness his
famishment back with malevolence.
When he looks at me ..
so much eagerness..
lasciviousness .. he wants a taste of me .
i just appeased his cravings 30 minutes ago.
ROYALTY...
he is my king a I his châtea.
endorphins running overtime ready for fortification.
EXHAUSTED..
i must fulfill my obligations
ironically he is a productof my creation.
indemnification is that for which he is waiting.
he gives me so much propitiation for
he is my ruler my master my king.
Denying him would be mutiny .
As I give him my embrace.
If you could behold pleasure just through ones face....
our embrace .....
poetic words not enough to describe
how he makes me truly feel inside.
into him like a chisel i am completely engraved. Amplifier to his desire I am enslaved. Many times i set him free every time coming back to me.
Like a bird in the comfort of his aviary .
Comfortably he relishes in the salivary.
ANXIOUSNESS..
His mouth completely salivating while
he's impatiently waiting..
INTERTWINED ...
consolidation of skin.... as space between us becomes thin. Upon eachother our spirits infringe. His eyes gaze to the depths of my within.
EXPLOSION
within me i am overwhelmed with rapture and gratification.
as my lava of life erupts inside of him.
The smoke of ravenousness seeps through his skin.....
He savors the volcanic ash and gasses produced from the chamber inside me.
INFATUATION ...
my arms become his ballast as i hold him.
my breast his opulence he shapes and he molds them...
RAVENOUS .....
his grip....
Magma becomes wine intoxicating him as he sips .. ..
INTIMACY ....
we are connected now two souls be-came one desisting only to smile at eachother..
he is my 5th and final lover.....
MAYBE ....
my victorious king..
ABUNDANCE
One word for the two of us.
its so blandish that he needs me to survive
he needs my molten rock to thrive..
SENSATION
so much pleasure ...
i was due to release some pressure.
my little compressor....
I could lay with him forever.
Forever mine this brief nostalgic moment in time..
And time and time and time again ..
CONNECTION
the queen of his realm is his decree.
implanted into me...
like the branches and leaves on a tree ..
Indefinitely a special part of me.
within my body his roots run deep
so fast how he devoted me.
BREVITY....
he's fast asleep

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

So beautiful. You words, kind and sweet. You made the place and situation come alive and understood for the reader. Thank you Devra for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote