Over and Over

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A poem about a dream.
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Today we sat And we watched eachother remotely
All the time I’m wondering what did I do to deserve him?
I could hear your laughter
I could taste your booze
For a moment, I thought I could feel you
I heard your voice, and I couldn’t catch my breath
My hands tease my chest, my mouth waters
What would your hands feel like?
What if I could feel your breath in my ear?
My hands wander further down my body
Just for a fleeting moment, your tongue in my mouth
The weight of your body on top of me
Your beautiful heart beating
My breath Quickens when you enter
Over and over Love, I call your name
And when you’re breathless and saying mine
I can no longer contain myself
I am inspired

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Falling4UFalling4Uabout 1 month ago

Such wonderful images

That say so much

That longing and desire

For his special touch

Rough hands on soft skin

A feeling so sublime

No rush to pleasure

Take your time

Take me slowly to that peak

Where ecstasy abounds

Where there is no going back

Just filled with loving sounds

The language only lovers share

At that point if no return

Our nakedness on full view

As bridges start to burn

Filled and fulfilled

Love juices start to flow

Much more than sex alone

As feelings start to grow

A connection I miss so badly

With a very special one

Undressed and in my arms

Both knowing what’s to be done

biff_pocorobabiff_pocoroba7 months ago

What a wonderful collision of two lustful souls....

29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnow9 months ago

I love the subtle eroticism, words can travel just any distance and transport sweet feelings.

Renaldo3kRenaldo3kabout 1 year ago

Very beautiful and personal

FrodovFrodovabout 1 year ago

Imagination is a powerful thing. Inventive, predictive, it fills in the blanks that we can't physically see or hear or feel with bits of memory from past experiences to create amazing possibilities. When fueled by desire and longing of the heart, and curiosity, imagination can take us to places we may never have been able to go otherwise. Something else about imagination... it needs to be exercised. The more it's used, the stronger and more complete the worlds it creates become. It can be scary sometimes if you aren't prepared for the wonder and excitement. Thank you for sharing a bit of your imagination with us your readers. Perhaps it was merely a vignette... still vague enough for many that they didn't realize the journey you took, but for others it was complete enough that we felt something of what you relayed in your prose. I call for more! Bravo.

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