I dreamt of her longing for me and waking, desiring my company
Planning what she would do, when she saw me next.
I saw her again, and watched her eyes gliding down upon me, with avidity
I spent the night with her,
Tangled in her bed,
The chill of the draft from the vents amplifying our heated breath,
Sounds streaming from her lips, echoing through the walls,
Her natural, wavy hair sticking to her spine, sweats' doing
Racing fingers down her arching back,
As her calls, swelling my ears
Her expressions and pleading eyes, telling me stories
No minute in the dark of night wasted or untouched,
Her smooth fingers etching hungry words on my skin
Letting her make me sing her favorite song; over and over again
Until we were together, gasping for air
We stopped at our end, breathing life back into each other
More treasure waiting to be discovered again tomorrow
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Author:
Izzy (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 28th, 2017 10:57
- Category: Fantasy
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Comments5
Thanks for sharing HONEY a beautiful sensuous experience of shared love. I loved it ! For a fantasy poem it contained so so much reality ! Thanks for caring ~ Yours BRIAN
thank you! i classified it as fantasy because it was a dream i had. i woke up and just felt this instinct i needed to write so this is what it came out to be! i'm so happy you like it! it's one of my favorites i've done!;)
Great write
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Welcome
Very beautiful. Well done
thank you so much
Riveting pen great flow classy and sensual
delightful to ones third eye keep it up
Thank you love <3
for dreams and dreamers near and far
the dreams we dream are who we are
nice dream LDAD
HHEHEHEHEH THANKS xx
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