It’s Springtime, and I am twitterpated!
when our dreams
have all headed
when the memories we held tight
against our chest
only remain as tattered
I became trapped in a pixilated universe—
a virtual reality, I invested in a world
of people I couldn’t see or touch, but
procrastinators are able to do 30 minutes of work in 8 hours and 8 hours of work in the 30 minutes before it’s due
so much of love’s breath,
what can remain
when figures are confirmed,
Passion pricks patience’s fingers,
Scantly clad in clothing,
Designed to entice and allure,
She beckons with her entire body,
Becomes something out of a dream,
As she embraces me,
And locks lips with passion,
As she ties a knot with out tongues,
Hands move with haste,
While caress and touch are used,
To cause sensation in every nerve,
And we put our minds on rest,
Let our bodies take over,
While clothing is ripped off and tossed away,
It’s not needed now, it’s done its job,
And soon we begin throwing ourselves around the room,
On the bed, on the floor and walls,
We become a whirlwind of perpetual passion and motion,
Not ceasing for anything, not even time,
Nothing is more important than what we are doing,
Joining each other and not stopping,
‘Tis the sweetest thing in the universe.
And when I awake in the morning,
I find she was not ever there,
But knowing that for my life to truly be,
I need to fulfill that dream,
I need a lady in lingerie.
Lock lips so tenderly,
Twirl our tongues and then you’ll see,
How softly my hand slides down your hip,
As I gently bite on your lip.
Though I want to push forward,
That goal that I’ve been pushing toward,
I refrain, and continue my onslaught of tongue,
And taste the sweet breath coming from your lungs.
And when I figure it will not hurt,
I slowly slip under your shirt,
And then I find myself at your chest,
Deftly caressing your tender breast.
Your pulse quickens, your flames being fanned,
By the work of tongue and hand,
And your pants I then doff,
Because our pleasure’s end is quite far off.
The scent of you hits my nose,
Drives my desire beyond where it normally goes,
And when my peak does arrive,
Headfirst into you do I dive.
I find myself intoxicated by your taste,
And thus do not act in haste,
As I explore your as much I can,
Your euphoric pleasure is my plan.
And when our goddess does eke,
And I feel you reach your peak,
I do not give up, but continue on,
Until everything but ecstasy from you is gone.
And after your are rocked by orgasm many times,
Do I even attempt for that act so sublime,
And I’d do it time and again, it’s true,
I’d do all that stuff for you.
Lust, that apparent sin,
Has seeped inside my head,
And I’d trade most anything,
For someone to share my bed.
Desire overtakes my thoughts,
And leaves me with little much,
But wanting to gently caress her skin,
Which feels electric to my touch.
Soon we throw our minds away,
Let our wildest passion consume us,
And let me know your taste,
For it is so sweet, it makes me obsess.
With delicate and fluid motion,
We join ourselves through our hips,
Connect once more to double our pleasure,
So ecstasy comes through our lips.
But alas, such is the dream,
Of a desire and lust filled mind.
And its more of a pipe dream to me,
Unless someone should be so kind.
Watching a stream of sexuality go by,
Which stops and winks at me,
The salacious sentiment occupies my mind,
But never gets to be.
It takes over rational thought,
It being unfulfilled makes me angry,
And still more salacious things go by,
And the tide rises in me.
This desire now has built up,
From my toes to my brow,
If frustration was pressure,
I’d be a diamond by now.
My mind is now corrupt,
Soaked by the sinful tide,
Urges become far more shocking,
I don’t know how much longer they’ll bide.
But I’ll let this pressure build,
Even if my mind should erode,
But if there’s no release soon,
I fear I might explode.
Smile you sublime thing,
It brightens up the world.
Let me lose myself in your eyes,
In your hair, so whipped and whirled.
You feel a gentle caress,
Of my hand on your thigh.
Don’t struggle, don’t fight the feeling,
And your own nature, deny.
Unveil yourself, don’t be afraid,
Reveal yourself to the night sky,
And let me see your divine grace,
Let me know how lucky am I.
And through all this I know,
How to me, you completely spellbind.
And this sentiment is formed only in seconds,
In my sinfully salicious mind.