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He makes me laugh,And he makes me smile,He makes me feel so fragile.His soft touch,And his seductive voice,Always leave me with no choice.He caresses my chestAnd massages my breasts,And makes me want more of him on my flesh.He licks my nipples,And he suck...

Smoke

Day Dreaming

My body shines with twinkled sunbeams in groves. Fire is lit in from souls of men, a passion never lost. As your eyes see through me, holding me never dropping even when turned away in a never ending struggle to catch breath. Moment’s pass the world turns...

the Tanooki and the Kitsune

My witty night with a man more then I could bare

Two minds play and clash with heavy teases Bitten lips in flustered agony, that only they notice in full rooms An orchestra of heart beats, and shallow breath, as the sting of sharp glances across the twisting gravity of their physical beings try not to c...

soon

101 word poem

I long to look into your eyes again.I miss the feeling of your fingers in my hair. I ache to feel you slide your hands along my breasts to my nipples. I yearn to taste your lips on mine. I hunger to have your manhood in against my tongue. I pine for your...

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My eyes closed as I feel your touch,Your fingertips tracing my spine,I sigh contently as I hear your soft voice,Telling me how beautiful I am.You speak to my soul and heart;You make me believe what you say.I never doubt, I feel your words,And your truth b...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Soft rains of kisses,The freshness of mellowed summer alights on my skinWith each breath that you takeAnd exhale over me.In this drowsy candlelight,My body moves...

Fuck Me For Living

Hope and memories live on long after the promise is broken.

I'm alive in the noon sun,Naked and glisteningWith the fire of the skies as I wait here, a-listening.I'm alive in the pale moon,Clad in lunar lace,Starry hopes shining forth from this still-waiting face.I'm alive in the blessed dawn,Dew runs from my core....