u know that feeling
u know that raunchy feel u get?
that right person, their image firmly in your mind set...
their every move, their very being
unaware, as if unseeing.
that vibrating sensexual energy
of luscious pleasures... a prodigy.
u know that festering hunger that bites hard?
nothing its irritating presence knows to discard...
for in the head
the mind does bed
the sauciness of a woman's curves
the very definition of all she is, your manliness... spurs.
u know that desire to let things go
nothing to reign u in but, prefer to reveal and show
no care,
to dare...
and let her feel the heat that burns
the heart that yearns
the mind that blushes
the mouth that gushes
with fantasies pent-up
her nakedness a set-up
to have u spill
to have the will
the courage to take
the moment make
a frenzy of surrender
a jibberish mess of lustful splendour.....!!!!!
aaahhhh!...the liberty... the freedom of it all,
those luscious images do call,
to close ones eyes
for nothing has the power, nothing knows to defy
the pull, the magnetic mystery cry
the body nor mind, knows not to shy
sinking in layers and layers of imaginings to ply
the call to return to reality...defy.
that right person, their image firmly in your mind set...
their every move, their very being
unaware, as if unseeing.
that vibrating sensexual energy
of luscious pleasures... a prodigy.
u know that festering hunger that bites hard?
nothing its irritating presence knows to discard...
for in the head
the mind does bed
the sauciness of a woman's curves
the very definition of all she is, your manliness... spurs.
u know that desire to let things go
nothing to reign u in but, prefer to reveal and show
no care,
to dare...
and let her feel the heat that burns
the heart that yearns
the mind that blushes
the mouth that gushes
with fantasies pent-up
her nakedness a set-up
to have u spill
to have the will
the courage to take
the moment make
a frenzy of surrender
a jibberish mess of lustful splendour.....!!!!!
aaahhhh!...the liberty... the freedom of it all,
those luscious images do call,
to close ones eyes
for nothing has the power, nothing knows to defy
the pull, the magnetic mystery cry
the body nor mind, knows not to shy
sinking in layers and layers of imaginings to ply
the call to return to reality...defy.
so deeper to sink.
and in a blink...
once again... to invite
be the mind and body's 'plight'
the raunchiness of what she is
pure, unashamed delightful...bliss.
and in a blink...
once again... to invite
be the mind and body's 'plight'
the raunchiness of what she is
pure, unashamed delightful...bliss.
RB.
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