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Thoughts of You

When I see your body  So delectable and inviting Thoughts of you overcome me When I think of us together  Our bodies moving as one  I melt for you When I see you smile  Your eyes twinkling with mischief  Thoughts of you devour me When I lay in bed at night  Alone in the dark  I ache for you When I hear you laugh  With such exuberance and joy  Thoughts of you undo me ...Read On

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Vocation

Lust Eruption of sexual heat Love Bonds two hearts entwined Fear Kept truth inside Guilt Building till I burst Truth Cutting like a knife Shattering The heart I love Burst Into a million parts Sorrow Turned own heart lone Frantically Looking for pieces Mending The heart with love Vocation Till I die and beyond... ...Read On

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The First 10 Minutes

What just happened?

I arrive outside To see you smile. You stop And plant a kiss upon my lips. My pulse skips a beat. You continue working the yard as I walk inside to work on school. You arrive inside To see me smile. You stop And snap and growl. My pulse stops, then races. Your words bring tears to my eyes. You step aside and move past Seemingly unfazed. We’ve arrived together To...Read On

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A Curse?

Laying in my bed Alone Naked Craving your touch And your body Tangled with mine Wanting you Needing you Again Yet knowing There will be no release For my desires tonight I burn I hunger Like a furnace Lit within Feeling like it will Consume me Questioning Why do I always Desire so much Why this strong need To be desired An ever-moving current ...Read On

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Just Us

Just a wee wish

When I'm in your tight embrace and between your lips, The world... stops. Nobody else is here. Us. Forever, in sweet stasis. One simple hug, a warm lingering kiss, The world doesn't know, doesn't care How much I love you, But I care. I love. I kiss. I hug. My passion for you: never held back, always smoldering. The world doesn't care, has no clue. What you mean to me. You calm me, yet fire...Read On

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Its Been So Long

It used to be different...

Its been so long Since you looked into my eyes My onyx pools of love  That's what you used to call them Its been so long  Since I was swept away With your kisses I used to get weak in the knees Its been so long Since you took me out  Or held my hand We used to have such a good time Its been so long Since you spoke to me With kindness and interest You used to hear what I had to say ...Read On

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Even As She Kneels

A D/s couple as they live

Even as she kneels, she knows her legs belong around him. Even as her head bows in respect, she feels his cock between her lips. Even as she walks toward him, she feels his hands upon her hips. Even as she whispers “Sir”, it’s music like a hymn. On her knees, her hairless mound is offered, open and inviting; Pink as sunrise, wet as a river, before his touch is felt. Her lips gape open...Read On

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She walks with me

A man takes stock of his relationship

When I am tired, she walks with me to catch me if I fall.  She helps me carry all my ills,  with no complaint at all. When I am scared, she cuddles me  and gives the strength I crave.  A man can suffer these times too,  where he’s feeling less than brave. When I am tender, she showers me with all her gentle love.  She shows me feelings not ever known.  A gift from there, above. When I...Read On

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Let Me

Stop what you're doing and let me do it for you

The only thing that I'll allow you to do Is to sit back and watch your man make your dreams come true. I will send you to places you've never dreamt of going, But you'll definitely think of them when your cum is flowing Out of that sweet pussy, all wet for me Don't you dare finger yourself- let me lick you clean Let me get you off so many times Let me turn you on and blow your mind. Let me...Read On

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Love Chair

An ode to an intimate between my wife and I on our honeymoon

Night shirts and boxers Cuddles and sensual kisses A mediterranean breakfast I finish the dishes We share a few stolen moments I carress and play with you hair Your hand brushes my thigh I dare you to go there Ahhh, but you take the lead, baby, moving up my thigh Stimulated by your slender fingers my sleeping monster begins to slowly rise The sensation of your leg...Read On

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The Score

Aria 1: Rejoice Scarred spirits converge Burning whirlpool of molten lust Affecting, a comforting surge Mound on mound, feels so just Scars heal, lets love emerge Mental orgasms blow away rust Tenderness and rejoice to the verge Leaping, lifting and flying we must Swirling and twirling in urge Subconscious peaks, a hint of distrust Feelings and secrets scourge Thumbling back...Read On

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The Kneeling

What the act of kneeling is to a submissive

Into “the kneeling” she slips, as if it’s a clear pool of crystal water; surrounding. Head and eyes lowered in respect; her core self and his control her perfect grounding. Relaxing into the realms of no doubt, no confusion; Hers, the yielding, his, the taking; theirs, the fusion. Though seemingly raw with dark passion on the rims, The center is calm as the melding glow limns Each kiss and...Read On

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Amaranth

Stares hooked across the room Uneasy touching, exploring, pushing Backing up, Amaranth in bloom Confidence rises, juices gushing Sexual explosion, revel in heat Lust rushing through bodies burning Increasing passion play, Amaranth so sweet Two minds, as one, loving, yearning Souls entwined forever to infinity Lustful rage replaced by love Settling bodies, Amaranth to eternity...Read On

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Maria Elena

Inspired by song Maria Elena, performed by Ry Cooder and by Him, the one that makes my heart sing

The sweetest thing begins with the guitar Twangy and slow Fingers supple on the strings A song he has not known The melody begins Rhythm starts to flow  I begin to fall into him Under his fingers He pulls with no relent The horns start Deep and strong like a man I begin to feel the tears within He exposes my soul He touches, reaches in Piercing depths so low ...Read On

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DOMination

Silken alabaster beneath my fingers, Hunger in the dark center of icy blue-rimmed spheres, Need written on every pore, emanating with the aphrodisiac of pheromones, Dripping like molten lust from the volcanic core, A seductive symphony conducted at my command, My lifted finger producing fresh music, fresh moans, A syllable standing between torment and climax, Obedience to my...Read On