Grown woman 40 plus

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    Grown woman 40 plus

    Grown Woman 40 plus
    05/11/09

    Exotic I am not, erotic I can be.
    Sensual yes, my sexiness a must
    A grown woman I am 40 plus

    Sensually I with you, erotically your mine
    This 40 plus woman can blow your mind
    Yes I am grown as you can probably see
    But can you handle the sensual me

    A woman of forty, can bring spice to the game
    The things you think of aren’t new to me
    20 year olds just gave them a new name

    Sensually with you, erotically your mine
    I’m a grown 40 plus woman
    Leaving the young girls behind.

    Blending, moaning, all the right moves
    at all the times
    Grown woman 40 plus
    Sensually I am with you
    Erotically your mine

    Touching, feeling, tasting and more
    Dancing with no music, making your own rhythm
    It’s a grown woman’s time

    A grown woman 40 plus
    No need to call in the morning
    Baby it not love just lust
    Not even a good bye
    Just do what you do when you’re between these thighs
    No playing games, damn sure no lies.

    Words mean nothing in the throws of passion
    You got my other heart beating not the one in my chest
    A 40 plus woman will put you too the test
    We bring no drama to the table
    Just our “A” game
    Baby we don’t care if you forget our name.

    Sweating sliding down my spine
    Bodies intertwined
    As you stroke my deep dark places
    Wait a minute don’t stop
    Flip me over let me be on top.
    A grown woman 40 plus, no games in mind
    Baby I want you body like you want mine
    Not love just lust, at this moment in time.

    My breath catches in my throat
    As you slide your tongue inside my body
    Stop wait a minute come let me taste your essence too
    Baby this get me in the mood
    My passion surpasses anything you could describe
    My body tingling never felt this alive
    A 40 plus woman, trying to survive

    A forty plus woman keeping rhythm, keeping time
    Touching you while touching myself
    Going to reach the ultimate climax
    Falling in love that not my 40 plus wish
    I just want what feels good,
    Reaching ecstasy that what’s on my mind
    I know the way you feel in me has to be a sin
    Even if it is, I still like the way we blend


    A grown woman is what you see
    Who can’t ignore the sensual side of me
    Sensually I am yours, erotically your mine
    A 40 plus woman who’s still in the game
    Bet now you want to know my name.

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    concience commented on Grown woman 40 plus

    08-22-2009

    well put ms 40+. bravo! this poem put my mind somewhere it should not have been. and im at work! lol, dam- look what you dis. lol

    Howstableishe commented on Grown woman 40 plus

    05-17-2009

    Thats very very nice

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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