I would like to preface this by stating this poem is about two consenting adults in a loving respectful relationship. It is a different expression.
He looks at me
eyes hungry
desire
I can feel the heat of him
from where I stand
silhouetted
my figure clearly seen
through satin fabric.
Taut
stretched across hard nipples
warmth
radiating between my thighs
eyes half lidded in lust
waiting
for you to direct.
Come to me
purred in a growl
on your knees
that’s my good little one
you do know how to please.
Running hands
over ridged thighs
grazing
lick
flick
tiny dew drop
upon my lips.
Hand to hair
pull my head back
whimsical grin
I wear
for I know
right now
right here
you are mine to command.
©March 5/20
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Thank you am glad that you enjoyed it. There will be more to come. 🙂
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Nice! I like how you wrote it in such a way to let the reader’s fill in with their own imagination/interpretation.
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Oh yes! I like this! Just the right amount of intimacy, just the right amount of intent, just the right amount of everything to let the reader fill in the details for themselves, and leave them wanting more! Fantastic! Love it! 😀 xxx
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Thank you. I love building it up and drawing the images in the mind. I again found the word weird how am I going to write it? Looked it up just to remind self of meaning. Looked up synonyms and than suddenly thought ‘brat’ grinning and it hit me. I am so glad you enjoyed. 🙂
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Well if I wasn’t awake before, I definitely am now!! 😉😍
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Thank you. 😏😏💜🤓
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