Black Poetry : Whispers II

arthur1210

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You didn't have to say a word
Because she got the gist
The way she exposed her tounge
Move it slowly across her lips
She saw the green papers in your hand
They were so big and crisp
Enough to make what you wanted
Much too hard to resist

She gave you a phone number
She seemed eager for your call
She says "a dub for I'll dance,
With some yards you can touch and all"
Wearing the shortest shorts to tease you
Making you want to see them fall
So sexy and so accessible
Breaking all sorts of laws

So you dial her number
Catch her voice, sounding sweet
Then, with little hesitation
You explain to her your needs
Expectations start to swell
As you think of what will be achieved
Indulgence, he's banging his cage
Tonight you're going to set him free

Temperature in the room is rising
You see the hazy mist
She is leaning in towards you
You're puckering to kiss
Now you are sucking on her neck
And she starts clinching fist
You begin unbuttoning her blouse
Soon it's falling from her wrist

She says, "let's make this happen"
Just the words you needed to hear
She sees green papers, gets butt-naked
You hold them up and she comes near
She shows you no reservation
You can see she has no fear
Starts telling you how she'll earn it
Softly, whispering into your ear

Money granted you access
Time provided you the chance
With your remote you press play
And then she begins to dance
You massage her supple bosoms
You jiggle them with your hands
She grinds in your lap knowing
What's she's growing in your pants

"Take off your shirt", she speaks
With no delay you oblige
Soon something good will happen
You see it, there in her eyes
Telling you to free your nature
Saying she wants to help it rise
You feel her moist satisfaction
Stroking fingers between her thighs

It seems she knows what she's doing
It almost appears routine
She speaks and moves so freely
So arousing,... so obscene
She then does all she said she'd do
And, anything thing you can dream
Making you feel like "The Man"
Just because your paper is green
 
arthur1210 said:
You didn't have to say a word
Because she got the gist
The way she exposed her tounge
Move it slowly across her lips
She saw the green papers in your hand
They were so big and crisp
Enough to make what you wanted
Much too hard to resist

She gave you a phone number
She seemed eager for your call
She says "a dub for I'll dance,
With some yards you can touch and all"
Wearing the shortest shorts to tease you
Making you want to see them fall
So sexy and so accessible
Breaking all sorts of laws

So you dial her number
Catch her voice, sounding sweet
Then, with little hesitation
You explain to her your needs
Expectations start to swell
As you think of what will be achieved
Indulgence, he's banging his cage
Tonight you're going to set him free

Temperature in the room is rising
You see the hazy mist
She is leaning in towards you
You're puckering to kiss
Now you are sucking on her neck
And she starts clinching fist
You begin unbuttoning her blouse
Soon it's falling from her wrist

She says, "let's make this happen"
Just the words you needed to hear
She sees green papers, gets butt-naked
You hold them up and she comes near
She shows you no reservation
You can see she has no fear
Starts telling you how she'll earn it
Softly, whispering into your ear

Money granted you access
Time provided you the chance
With your remote you press play
And then she begins to dance
You massage her supple bosoms
You jiggle them with your hands
She grinds in your lap knowing
What's she's growing in your pants

"Take off your shirt", she speaks
With no delay you oblige
Soon something good will happen
You see it, there in her eyes
Telling you to free your nature
Saying she wants to help it rise
You feel her moist satisfaction
Stroking fingers between her thighs

It seems she knows what she's doing
It almost appears routine
She speaks and moves so freely
So arousing,... so obscene
She then does all she said she'd do
And, anything thing you can dream
Making you feel like "The Man"
Just because your paper is green

I love this golddigger piece!
 

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