Black Poetry : First Taste of Sin

Amun-Ra

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Just inches from my face
dark thatch is combed and parted.
Beads of sweat glisten just before my eyes,
Surrounding nothing and everything,
anticipating the brush of lips,
the warmth of heated breath.

In the forest's confluence
a small flick flames thick thighs
making buttocks grasp the air,
and small hands catch your breath
trying to wait just another moment,
just another tingle taste.

Weakness floods the veins
and strong legs surrender savory morsels,
to closed eyes, soft lips and subtle penetration.
Escaping breath sounds through the silence
signaling submission to the first taste of sin.

:love:


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