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Sweet Tooth Admissions
Sweet Tooth Admissions We strolled along a crystal lake An extremely brisk day for early June Like old school lovers our fingers intertwined Handing you a carmine rose from a bush in bloom It was then the clouds bunched together A tempest of a wind rearing its ugly head Leaving us running through a shower of rain Back to the cabin with soaked clothing to shed One might ask why this day comes to mind Just simply walking romantically with my lady in peace It was this day you allowed me to shed my own skin Telling you of my obsession, my silly fetish Manimal instinct in dire need of release You stood there disrobed, but for stockings of black silk Ending so deliciously around mid-thigh You sensed my arousal, my hungry eyes The dichotomy of my lustful growling sighs Handing me a sparkling glass of liquid courage Pulling me to the bed with your hands clutching my behind Sitting me down, delicate fingers begin stroking my neck You ask me to tell you finally what has been on my mind Stating you have heard my whispered mutterings One too many mornings as I thought you asleep Other times while I was vividly dreaming loud Knowing there was a deep dark secret within my keep Taken as a slave to my own shivers It was time my salacious sins be revealed If only I could just spit the words Mind on fire wondering if to my needs you will yield Testosterone rushing through with a charge Sprinting to the kitchen, returning arms full Gently laying you upon your left side Leaving your uncovered right hip in my view My darkest desires I finally confide Explaining that your body is not a one-line drawing It is voluptuous, full of marvelous, exquisite<b> curves </font></b>Stating the shape of your hips became my pure narcotic Wanting to love them, yet never growing the nerve One moment of brief silence complete Then sharing with me a sly erotic grin Whispering there are no boundaries to your sensual grace Panting for me to please let this love making begin Giving me this gift, the map to your treasure My fingers begin to slowly tickle your inner thigh Using your hip as my sweet tooth canvas Delicious sundries I delicately begin to apply Giggling softly as you feel the melted chocolate Kissing my future portrait to get the skin warm Swirling around the sweetened dark background with my tongue Licking your lips in wonder, as your flesh begins to transform This delicate scene in need of pillow soft clouds Whipped cream now being added to this work Covering the top of your wonderful curve Giving you a slight taste from my lips as a little perk Two gingerbread cookies now perfectly aligned Below the clouds, appearing to be holding hands Knowing this first attempt looks more like a Picasso Yet your cooing tells me that you fully understand Your eyes now demand first My fevered lips do fully agree It is now time for me to devour The masterpiece lying in front of me Hearing you sigh, let softened moans I move in for the my final brush strokes One hand slides towards your wetness, The other clutches your ass to provoke My lips and tongue wipe the canvas clean Lingering, to give just one extra gentle kiss Then moving towards you, asking for help You lick the excess from my face and lips This side of me no longer incognito My painted lady you have now become You know state you think it is going to rain today Come on inside my artist; let's have some fun ©TheOgrePoet |
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