PLEASURE AT A THROB

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JOURNAL #32

he possesses

the mouth of a tempting lover

with eyes of pure erotic devilment

a jawline of such sensuous promise

it makes one want to nibble on him

somewhere there about

and rogue lips, a neck could grow deliciously limp

beneath and starve for their brush

a well developed collar bone flairs out to a sexy

shelf of male shoulders that could harbor any

woman's flesh'ed greed

and make her all the more aware of him

as an oh so seductive man indeed

and what virulent devastation such elegant, masculine

hands could creatively kneed

a well fire of pulsating persuasion

haunting pleasures wrought

under the sweetest drenching sort of assault

and to imagine the abrasive treasure of that

chest so wantonly torturing the desirous sensitive

pink tips of gorged female breasts

slips dampness and flex in the glossy pink'ed

secret swollen flesh

such 'Gripping' thoughts render this wanna be sleeper

no immediate rest

only shivery throbbing aches from repeated mental visions of this very man

whom she longs impatiently for him of his clothes to divest

'til he is stripped bare

throbbing and all kiss swollen

more than amply ready to play

to any sex tune her own sex can inspire

his body to sway

and that is where you and I will fully begin

alive and entwined in passionate incline

upon a wrecked bed

mutually feasting on the eager flesh we each

have yet to taste

I swear sometimes I could cum from just thinking

about your kiss

for you,

my ultra pettable prince

have my very panties in a terribly aching twist......

( written April 19, 2007 445pm)

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