Seduction With a Poem
As I stare hopelessly out the window I imagine the Joys of Love
the sensusal feelin of her lips against mine and the entrapping
smell of her perfume with a gentle touch from her hand I tingle
and shake as if I am a tree being blown by a cool breeze
and when she speaks her voice sounds as though it is the wind
a seductive whisper blowing in my ear and her eyes are brighter
than the stars with skin that seems as soft as the clouds
she motivates me she is my Queen so I tell her to lay down
so I can give her a Royal licking I am here to give her satisfaction
and I am here to make her moan as my hands gently move
down her back she elevates as if I startled her with a soft
slow kiss to her clitoris she moans with satisfaction and
as I use my tongue as if it were a Tornado the loudness
of her moaning begins to grow.
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