Monday, March 30, 2015

Salutations

It took a minute

To get through the kiss
She had been counting
Train rides and city bus express lane minutes
Eight hour shifts and traffic jam minutes
Every minute since iPhone indications of her typing
Each minute...
Since their lips pressed against one another
Missing blackberry flavored glossed lips
Daydreaming sms explorations
Of just how it would feel


It took a minute

The excitement drove all hate in the room away
Passionate engagements 
The orchids and the lilys even came out ordained
Spreading scented symphonies 
Each instrument in their unique band playing the perfect note
For the magic of their moment
Unbothered as the rooms setting evaporated
In their plot of lovers attention
Embraces guaranteed with joviality


It took a minute

Drying the trail
Of Tears passing through
It's amazing what love can do
Pinpointing two spriits
Conjugating them in felicity
Allowing them to share
Moments of the perfect missed kiss


It took a minute
To find you 
Every fruit and bud blossomed
Invisible confetti fallen under what must be a million mistletoe

It took a minute
And the minutes passed
Releasing only to engage again
Instantaneously refreshed
Salutation permanently accepted 
With that October first kiss


Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Knowledge

She's trying to spread this knowledge when she spreads those lips 

Fables withheld in the dungeons of mosaic exploitation 

Minds blown into the very walls displayed 
Each moan etched unique tags as artwork to the pleasure

She moaned out "paint me"; desiring to be roughed & sexed all while intrigued by the yearn for the next taction preceding the caress 

She moaned out "eat me. Teach me your passions aggression". Feminine goddesses for homosexual trending topics her #Knowledge spoke theses and novels of erotica between those lips 

They fucked
The aggressor spoke above her grip on her preys labia minora 

"I'm trying to spread this knowledge when I spread these lips"

Monday, March 23, 2015

Coveting ... (Yearning to posses or have)

Tasting the crave
Bellowing below reality's dimensions
Feelings of insulation disbarred with interrupted moments of conversation 
Chills rambunctiously attacking goose-bumped flesh
Igniting fires without the physicality of sexually devouring the surface
Craving the taste 
Sharing the first kiss
     (Dreamt aloud)
Feeling the rush before even pressing into your lips

     (Without a touch)
Energies shake both worlds 
Grabbing necklaces and chains against her pearls 
Dangerously attacking... treacherous vibes

    (caution signs)   

Its slippery when wet
Undergarments saturated 

The vision of my hands pinpointing your privacy
Privately exposing your body's secrets
Irriguous landmarks receptive to the approach
Eyes locked she cannot evade the charm

The charms of passion chime 
Professional pleasant un-orchestrated responses
The words danced along the pages
Painting the poetry of craving us
Loft music  in the background of my planned onslaught
Remember those Atlanta hotel bathroom sinks?
Ass mounted harbored jaws agape in disbelief
The strength admired

Shrinking--- knees positioned for delivery
Sensuality explored connecting each tantalizing motion
The love for your taste warms every sensation 
Poignant disappointments evaporate as access is granted 
Communicative and blunt acknowledgements

You'll drip into my mouth before your can let the moan slip through your labium

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Redundant

Mommy is working overtime again 
Reminiscing
When daddy loved his little girl more verbal than action

What happens when little girls love them back 
His shadow can't raise her 
Nor protect her 

She sympathized 
For her daughter missed him
She missed his assistance
Masculine touches in the areas she fell short

Mommy is working overtime again
Dishes and laundry
PTA meetings
Tuition challenges
Bed time stories skipping over false prince charmings

Mommy is working overtime again
To mend the broken heart
Of their daughter
For they both missed... him