Black Poetry : A Wet Dream

Defiantson

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A Wet Dream

She is the age of maturity, sexuality, and confidents,
Teasing me with her thoughts of sensuality,
Taunting me with her seductive vibration
Which send me to believe that this is only a fantasy
And I’m hoping that my fantasy becomes a reality
Filed with normality,
She implants visions of stimulating erections
Causing me to give her every bit of my manhood,
Injecting her with affection and compassion.
She is mentally feeding me with thoughts of impurity.
I have to have her,
No, I need to have her.
But how can I have her
If I physically have not seen her.
She is a vision of my subconscious,
Calling me.
But as my sub consciousness is merging
With my consciousness,
Her face began to bear fruit.
And I became hungry for her.
I could taste the fruits of her passion seducing me.
Her luscious lips began to travel
Into places that caused explosions inside of me.
With every single touch,
She made me moan,
With every single lick
She mad me groan,
With every stroke of her finger tips
She made me tingle and forget
That she was only a dream of my sub consciousness.
 

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