The Hunger Inside........
I figured I might as well put it down, I mean I can't come off angry all the time you know? Besides, everyone has their desires....I'm just not scared to talk about it. Enjoy...
The Hunger....An Ode to the Hidden Desire...
It's been a long time since we've been face to face
I haven't talked to you in a while
you're scent brings me closer to your vertical smile
you're well styled
groomed to perfection
the path I tread
between your legs
slow
steady
ease tension
tender light kisses
never misses
erogenous zones
endless mind games
being played
left right
soft gentle tongue teasing
behind the knees
left right
damn my stomach hurts
lean back
let your eyes follow
left right
still moving north
hands still exploring
never bored not ignoring
your reaction
while indulging
in satisfaction
yet not complete
still I move left to right
preparing ourselves
to become oneself
without the boat for now
but the motion in the ocean
you leak love potion
like a 20 ounce soda
with the bottle part open
I kiss those second set of lips
followed by slow
somewhat heavy
south to north
bringing hips closer
while your hand caresses my head
making me proud to have taken anatomy class
damn....the hunger killing my ass.
it's hot down here
and I don't mind
I know i'm going to black out anyway
in everyway
to the point where I can't hear you say my name
I take pride in what most think is taboo
or are scared to admit
you can't escape
cause your clit
is in my grip
letting go
slow
kisses down low
toes curled
heel rubbing my back
and to anticipate what comes after
just knowin
don't stop your river from flowin
call me a freak if you want to
go ahead I don't mind
consider me mindful of your reactions
to my actions
south of your belly button
finding new tricks for my tongue
en'route to your climax
I attack with a focus of a lion
taking his kill
I lick the glaze from my lips
tension released from your hips
the grip eased off my head
while you're still limp in the bed
leg jitter
you're tongue cold
room hot
you still shiver...
the hunger yall...the fucking hunger....
...and to think it's retro.
be good
da Champ

2 Comments:
You know, I just never really write this honestly about my desires. Okay, sometimes I do, but I keep them in a notebook under my bed.
9:22 PM
Should I feel flattered? Because I do....I hope when or if you perform this you at least give me some kind of dedication. I mean, it is for me right?
You know who...
9:13 AM
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