Black Poetry : Loosing Control (It gets a little Hot and Steamy)

[gayluv]

Unrhymthic thoughts of your fingers,
overindulged in my cherry sweetness,
my very wetness,
embraces your face,
feel the rhythm our hearts beat to another pace.
Visions of taste,
Chocolate melt,
Sunday split,
Hot but icy cold,
Only till explosions mold,
A scream of my orgasmic pleasure,
treasure
it!
Let the sheets become the pen and paper,
As you write the pattern to my poetic poetic thoughts,
Walls covered,
in our Hershey Love.

Faint words spoken in the wind,
heard between my gasps of release,
and your begs for impowerment,
Total domination,
Your concentration,
STRONG,
Long, long, long loving.
Honey drips down my leg,
Not escaping your tongue,
as you taste the forbidden,
and bring out the hidden,
freak inside.

It gets hotter as
you slip into
my jungle love
pull, grab, hold on
for it only gets wilder
hotter like summer heat
but never mind the heat
cuz pleasure overwhelmes my mind
as you caress each and every inch
crack and cravess
love to love it,
me
while I love you
love the things you do
love the fashion
that passion
is displayed for the readable expression
that led to our 2nd session
of our mad love confessions

 

[$$RICH$$]

very deep flow feeling your vibe here
keep the ink flowin'

 

[triniti424]

d@mn sis yo sho aint nothin back lol
go on wit ya bold self lol

 

[Sweet baby_face]

U said it gets a little hot and steamy.
U know like I know that's an understatement.
My fingers are getting all sweaty on the keyboard
U really took me there
Top notch scribe
I gotta add this 2 my favorites list.

 

[SwtT]

...CAUTION: this poem may cause headaches and or result in pregnancy