written with NeNe...
Enchanted by the unfamiliar step of brown sugar. In-depth glances at the flesh of homo sapiens; our descent. With the familiar chant of I'm the blues in your left thigh trying to be the funk in your right. Intertwine & dance on each musical note in the darkness of forbidden memories of what could have been in the music. She moves like water, flowing, dancing through the room with this grace I'd love to embrace, explore. I wanted to whisper I'd take you on this floor, eat you, grind into you with the rhythm of my phalanges. I need to explore that secret between your legs...I wont tell a soul...just tuck that secret in canals for me to revisit for only a time of remembrance. With the familiar chant of I'm the blues in your left thigh trying to be the funk in your right. Where blues & funk meet is where I'll be. I'll lick blues, nibble funk and eat hungrily between. Words cant be spoken. So ill let my poem speak where blues & funk meet
In the still of the darkness...hormones raging, liquid candy emerging. don't jeopardize my orgasm. With the flicker of a wet mass of taste buds against a sweet, sticky mound of nerves. Subsided, generic, pre consumed notions of pleasure. don't jeopardize my orgasm. Breathing your scent, after your cum like a blood thirsty immortal being. The expression, the sounds pulling my body into a trance. I'll explore wherever and whatever you want to explore. I'll creep into your dreams (wet dreams) make your body pulsate grind the air yearning for me when I'm not there don't jeopardize my orgasm. soft brown skin of ancient molasses, taste of pure cane sugar, waiting on my knees after a long day of work. The tip of your head to the soles of your feet I'll remind you the greatness you must feel to be a woman, with extra effort for you have bared a child, your mind of experience and your body of gods gift. don't jeopardize my orgasm.
Don't jeopardize your orgasm... I'm replaying that initial quest before approaches led to exchanges and exchanges led to similarities and similarities led to come see and come see me can only lead to what we have alluded in all our previous dialogues.
Hence: So you saw me I saw you. I bent you over in my mind the club evaded from the physical I took in all your physical then I turned to respect the woman you are. I peeked back
I looked back
You were surrounded so I eased in place for the temporary break that would allow me to say ... Maybe the right thing
why do you look so bored
I saw the conversation we could have before lips gave their utterance I took a chance and well... You answered back
Did I sexualize you... Well yes it's a club. Did you sexualize me; shit I'm so damn sure and a number exchange led the rest
I'm not here to jeopardize your orgasm. we'll dance on words and word play with tongumanship never displayed taking each other to destinations of orgasmic jetways; perfect take offs and smooth landings, you'll write about me forever in your memory... brain overloaded from an overload of brain... insane oral and expressive vocals you'll be sure to scream for me and i'll be sure to squirm for you...
i wont jeopardize your orgasm as we have been tantalized by the unfamiliar enchanted steps we each take with the purest and most authentic brown sugar... a sexy experience to love and make you hate me with each moan.
Baby you have orgasmed.
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