Black Poetry : Ecstacy

[Al D]

Images of our bodies entwined, locked in heated passion

Uttered sounds come not from mind, but sing of certain rapture

Sensations flow in dance, created from our groove

Facial expressions are profound, contorting with every move

Streams of perspiration flow, from rivers full of lust

Frantic beatings of our hearts, on verge of bursting cusps.

Deeper and deeper we plunge, oblivious to all else

Fingers roaming excitedly, the terrain quivering when felt.

Harder and harder with more rapidity, thrusting to explode

Reminiscent of a volcano, seething with her load

Thirsting between our loins, her walls tightened anticipating consumption,

Pleasures unmasked in our eyes, delighted from eruption

Tingling sensations throughout, spasmodic motions subside,

Limbs wrapped and tangled tightly, fluids within collide

Relaxation is overwhelming, breaths coming full and deep

Still our bodies caressed, this moment is ours to keep

Images in our mind, locked in heated passion

Uttered sounds come not from mind, but sing of certain rapture

Anticipation mixed desire, thoughts profoundly imagined indeed

Depths of pleasure unsurpassed, a moment of ecstasy.

Written by: Al De Veaux Jr.

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[baller]

paintings of ecstasy on a deeply rich tapestry; nature's dance in full bloom.

nicely done, poet.

 

[Al D]

paintings of ecstasy on a deeply rich tapestry; nature's dance in full bloom.

nicely done, poet.

Thank you.....