Imagine That.

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Imagine That.

Beautiful you are as soft as a dove. gentle to the touch like a mothers love.as the  sun rises to your warm embrace, the earth stands still at the glance of your beautiful face.the way your hips glide form side to side,the confidence of a phenomenal woman resides,within her inner being  deep down in her soul maintaining her image so precious and bold.the touch of your lips  takes me to the moon,like the beautiful roses that bloom in June,you have me captive in a love so deep i don't want be free so don't rescue me. And when we make love rain starts to form. i can feel you climax so wet and warm,you turn over on your side and let me please your lips,the lips between your legs while you slowly move your hips.you push me  deeper i can feel your heart beat your legs wrap around my back you began to speak, dont stop are the words you sigh as i gently kiss my way down your thigh.i come up to please you more. but  as i come inside you whisper again let me ride.i turn over and place you on top of me grinding and moaning sensually. i glance at your face and see the tears in your eyes i kiss you softly and watched you ride, closing my eyes im about to release you grind harder working your hips to the rhythm of my heart beat.here it comes you whisper are you ready for this. we both cum at the same time nothing but pure Bliss.

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slimgoodwoody commented on Imagine That.

01-06-2011

Excellent piece of erotica! You did the damn thang, great job! Sexy, sexy, sexy!

PoeticSylenz commented on Imagine That.

12-23-2009

I like the flow of this piece very much. You have great skills

poetikkk commented on Imagine That.

08-01-2009

You are an honest poet who really isn't afraid to express your self. Thia poem is hot and sexy and I could feel it. Write more.

donta313 commented on Imagine That.

06-02-2009

Wow reading something like that makes me wanna go in the next room and bend my wife over and go to work. LOL

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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