Thursday, March 12, 2015

Made

she lay her head deep ...
his eyes where open ... dreaming deeply closed,
awakened to the flicker of her tongue..
she moaned as she held closely to the skin..
her tongue circling the depths .. accentuated depth ,
tremors desires and depth to light

her moves sensual,
intimate - a deep slow grind..
her skin pulsing with heavy energetic pulses ..
his hands like a fire within the skin..
moves within her - the darkness within glittering of pulsing stars..
to glitter the lights a move with emotion to candle fire

you see the darkness came before the light.. upon the lap of his hands she road..
the fire in them pure - white - fire..
deeply his lips uttered his prayers of life into her dark weav..
the temperance of his tongue that folded shadow - glitter light

he weaved within her depths .. the word, the lips - deeply weaved,
woven in the shadows of her womanhood - his tongue wept the warm moistures of his mouth..
the lick the caress, to dream in light..
to write upon the shadows of her keep the written meaning

love was her meaning - he wrote..
but to write a dream most deep - her moisture dripping off of his tongue ..
though in thought she came - came upon his mind,
to the throws, the spazms of his hood - of cumming she should..
surly she did..

morning broke - the world made whole

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