Like the petals of a red roseIn its folds of silk, with some harshness,I love to breathe the depth of your desireWhen your wild flower, offered to my delight,Gently releases its aroma.Spreading the corolla petals glowingIt becomes the cup to...
Erotic Poems
I am not a BBC (BIG BLACK COCK).I am a human being.I have feelings.I have emotions.I laugh.I cry.I am not to be at your disposalBecause you want a piece.I will not show you proofOf what they say about Black guys.No...
It would be easy to succumbto the rhythm your body weaves,relentlessly grinds against me, what can that dance now reveal that my heart hasn't already clutched?And like an arrow drawn out from the safest silken quiver,a darkened faith steadied the...
Sexual Heat And Desire
"A couple make love together"
A couple has established their needThey're destined to be togetherTo feel the exploding seedThis couple are truly lovers They have a burning desireA need for each otherTheir passion is like fireTheir love is forever Their kisses start firstHis hands are...
The wind stirred something today,warmth fluttering through clothes,through earth and swaying treesfrom where you have taken me.Branches are a dark outlinelike crooked wires linked across the clear evening skyas a finger gently hushes my lips.You say to not give this...
Her naked skin is as rich as dark chocolateShe slowly kneels before me She looks up at me With those beautiful brown eyes Humbled by her position She looks up at me hungry for a taste How much longer must...
To become what beckons my bloodinto a searing needful stream,the hex whispered against my neckbefore lying in this surrender.You cannot pull away just yet.Where you should have been guarded,teeth broke the fruit's skin open first.The nectars drizzle down in thick...
Inspire
"I was Inspired, are you?"
Inflamed by a burning passionate desire every kiss of your lips drives my lust ever higher Needy and wanting your hands and your mouth upon my skin touching and tasting me drawing my nectar from within Spiraling out of control...
Alter Ego Desires
"What she is..."
Every year, around mid-spring, My alter ego comes to play, An eagerness and a hunger settles in, Satisfaction becomes hard to find, Endless roaming starts, As she searches for her release, Every site she spits, every rock she turns, Looking...