Things

THINGS (smirks)

Naked thy skin;

Calls my lips

Summons my tongue

To lick thy pink ocean of love,

Wanna dive into the deep underwater cave,

Darkness that lifts me up

Washes my pain away,

Makes brand new my heart

It beats for you

My lungs breathe you in

You begin to flow in me

You get mixed in my blood

You make me live

Thy fantastic scent ravishing my sense of smell

My sense of sight

Your naked body makes me reach my high

I look at thee

You are lying naked in your bed for me

Making me shiver my pupils dilate

Just with the sense of sight

Your glowing skin,

Calls me in

To touch thou as I shall wish

I see your wants that turn into my needs

How badly I wish to feel

Your sweet skin,

Thy soft thighs I look at

Desperation frustration

Hallucinations

Am lost in thy words

Am drunk on thy cum

Sweet beautiful thou are,

Am nothing but thy follower

You make me go in mating heat like wolves

Am turning into an animal

Thy lips are phenomenal,

Sink my teeth into thy soft tits

Until thy nipples are raw

I shall keep biting hard

A reverent kiss then on your clit,

Apologies my love ;

Thou are beautiful

My passion shall crush me

Into nothingness

I shall burn

Without the cool touch of your hands

On me,

Inches are large gaps

I want to have

Every cell of thy body

Wet with my love,

Am bad

How do I make you understand

You are a goddess

Am just a devotee begging

for thy caresses and concerns;

Touch

and hugs

Of our pussies every night,

The very first lick of thy words

Do you know!

Happened to make me wet,

blush and shy

But I feel denied

I want to make you MINE!!

Things infinite countless times

I want to make you do and do you

Am a dirty mind,

Perverts call me their queen;

If I don't stop

There shall be more words than in a story;

Though I need you to take me in,

Engulfed I am by my own desire Your breaths whispers Burst my sparks to flames

Oh just see

You shall still burn me,

If you leave me dry

And thirsty

Please let me gulp !

Thy waves..

I hope to make you moan my name

Its a secret of ours.

I need,

I need to taste your soul

Taste whats within

Beyond thy pink outlines

And the flooded darkness

That I see

Squeezing my fingers

Making me moan

My tongue shall do laps

I wish,

I shall,

drink you my sweet Sea...

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