kisses circled

the kisses circled thru the night

like anonymous birds one kiss was sweet

but only once passed by my lips and i felt

bittersweet and i wish i left before the morning light

With Eyes Softly Closed

With eyes softly closed I still taste you...the lingering scent of lavendar,the wispy strands of your hair on my cheek,the soft and gentle rhythm of heartbeats - mere moments before locked as one roaring and surging now nestling gently calmly entwined inside and out.With eyes softly closed I still feel the heat - sheer animal flame primal fire released yet encompassing quenched yet ever hungry,the effort of merging sweat's sweet sting,the timeless moment,the 'afters' glowthe infinite softness of you and meand such a fullnessI've come to know.With eyes softly closed a single tear flows the indescribable emotion released from withinas the eyes silently open and find yours looking in.

Perfect Drop of Sweat

In the small of her backfloats a perfect drop of sweat,no alluring feature does it lack:musty, tempting, wet.Resting in a lake enclosed by landsurrounding beads threaten to break,but with a light caress of my handthe bead does not join the wake.Drifting across the rise of her hips,tickling, whispering, nibbling her skin,goose bumps rise to meet my lips;shivers, quivers, echo from deep within.With an arch of her back the journey begins,the perfect drop sails over delicate fleshcompletely unaware of our delicious sins,it rides over her skin to where our bodies mesh.She turns to her side, it travels around the worldto drift down the valley 'tween rising hillsand exit again to a new land unfurled,ready to take part in our sensual thrills.I chase it's descent down her graceful neck,the drop rises then pauses at the crest of her chinlike a sea faring gull aboard a ships deck.But with the top of my lip I brush the drop into tide pools churning beneath my lovers mouthand up over the swell of her lip.My eyes look north, my hands move south,I puase for a moment and then take a sip.And for the drop it's the journeys end;I share the sweet drop with a lovers kiss.She opens her legs, her knees bend,and we drift on a sea of sexual bliss

love you.

Woman...the thoughts that just race byphysical... mental...my stomachs a big knotand I want to sing,smile... just laugh...shake it off...but can't.I want you curled with me,around me,on me.I want to be in you -a part of you...held so very tight and close...and never let go.I want to touch you,taste...explore...mentally, physically...and more -

I think I want to fuck you

My pussy was wet from hours ofIncessant foreplay: Dry Humping Finger Banging Feverish KissesThings I thought I had missed out onBy being celibate in high-school."Did you know the daito appeared around 1600?""I'm not interested in Samurai…Not now."You batted the book away with a chuckle.And were on top of mePressing against meSlipping against my moistureAnd failing to enter.I reached down guided you into me.You thrust with all you had: Once Twice Three-timesYou pushed deep into meAnd cameWhen it was over we dressedAnd argued global warmingOver burgers withA dine-in tax.I had kissed you I had held youHad pressed my lips againstThe bridge of your noseWhen my ride approachedYou frozeAnd dropped my handAnd though my gaze followed you.You never once looked back.

ride with me...Shake with me...

Calling my name begging me to fuck you harder...I rise up to suck on your nipples as you hold on...scratching my back...as your sexy nails are mixed with my un-controlling sweat of desire...I'm sucking on your neck...leaving marks and sexy nibbles of my signature of love for you...Your breathing intensifies...telling me that you're ready to cum...You beg and scream with desire for me...to fill you up with my hot white cream to mix with your drenching pussy juice...My heart beats faster...As you rock out of control...Yeah!...I'm cumming now...as you'll feel the rush of my cream pumping deeply into you...We'll collapse against each other...trembling out of control...Covered in a lovers sweat...Yes I know that we have "love" flowin' between us, but just for this moment...I "lust" for you...But as I open up my eyes...I just had to let you know...that...

my love game

While you still play those love games of playing with your pussy lips...with your finger-tips...I get locked in trance as I watch your hips rise and down on your soaked finger-tips...while you suck on me...letting your soft round lips put on a show...for my dark hard cock to desire...My hips lock up...as I rise to meet your lips...that gently glaze me...with the juices that flow from your sucking lips...It's then I imagine myself pulling you up on top of me...letting you have full control of whatever pleasure your body wants...I'll look down as you watch lustfully as your wet pussy lips open up for me...gently tracing and coating my hard veined shaft with soaking juices that are sensually squirting with desire to saturate me...I'll feel your warm walls surround me...Grasping hold of some good loving dick...As you start to pump with a force...yet to reckoned with...Our bodies indulged in a lovers game of sweet sensual sweat...watching you bite your top lip sends waves of pleasure through out our bodies...to only intensify...what your pussy lips want from me...The only sounds to fill the room will be us...as we're locked in lust...Sweat dripping back breaking lust...is what has us rocking and fucking in motions...that we get lost in...