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your voice is

one of my many seducers

at this level

we make such treasured time

together

while admitting to myself

a seduction involving you

makes my mouth grow dry

the feel of you shall be

utterly staggering

to my equilibrium

I am quite certain

warm, soft, eager putty

in your hands

that I shall be

wanton and pliant to your will

an obvious avenue I will

venture down

quite giddily

I imagine the sensuous things

that we women often do

the texture and taste of your

masculine lips

the slope of your roughened

chin

how your hands will feel

caressing my back and hips

how tightly will you meld me to

your hold

and devour my oral core

like a starving man wanting

just a few bites more

your breath and heartbeat

racing in separate tempos

of need

I'll clutch you in the free falling

madness

and give in to my own feminine

greed

your name will be its own language

spilling from my throat

a few "I WANT YOU'S" and

"OH GAWD YES!"

from me, those you can quote

the thoughts you so openly share

paralyse me in passion

overwhelmingly excited

you've said

gawd you've no idea

how far and high I'll take you to

the very perimeters of that very there

ill drain and revitalize you in one mix

of our shuddering flesh

I'll stitch you the clothes of a sated man

you will not be the same

when with me in the morning you awake

my lover fully explored

yet so sensuously lain

and I, yours until from you I am torn

such days with you, I cast my net to

and mentally attach to that

desired time

like no other

before could label such

aspiration as so searingly sublime

and it is there in our thoughts

we remain ever suspended

and to get me through

its your energy

in our current state of moments

that I repeatedly seek out

and adore

mentally I know you hold me just

as dearly and nearly close

as I hold you

more and more............................

(Dec. 16, 2008 630am)