Monday, 20 April 2015

My cocaine bliss

Stop...feel me,
Hear my passion.
How I wish to touch you.
The radiance of your flesh, lusciously curvaceous.
Lures me.

Let me rise from your legs.
Sliding your black saree exposing your shy fairness.
I want to smell you...all over.
Your fragrance...my cocaine bliss.

Stop don't moan.
Let me release your breasts from chains.
Nesting on your cleavage.
I wish to be your baby.
Licking and soaking in your milky wave.
Let me seduce your neck.

Let me whisper poems in your ears in pulsating silence.
Don't say anything my lady,
Just feel me from there.
As I make love to you from here.


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