Author: poetmarketeer

I want a journey,
That will excite you,
That will consume you,
That will rage you,
That will anger you,

A journey,
That will expose you,
That will make you vulnerable,
That will rip you apart,

A journey,
That will build you,
That will grow you,
That will make you have faith again,

A wish of Sinnerman to a poker face.

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Rage is how we make love,
That anger of fire,
That impatience of how did we,
That rush of lust,
That feeling how did not sooner,

That rush of unbuttoning,
The ripping of clothes,
The force on your lips,
The bite of hunger,
That suckle of your neck to hurt you right,
To lick your ear to make you mmmmm,

That pull of closeness,
That warmth of security,
That gaze of this wrong yet so right,
That guarantee of bluntness,

Suckling your bosom like a child seeks love,
Caressing of them like feeding an undying hunger,
Kissing that tummy every bit each time,

Pulling up to you,
Asking you how wrong this feels,
Moving down setting your lovebud on fire,
That tongue which blazes it on fire,

Moving up,
Pushing me in you,
Setting kerosene to that fire,
Feeling a rush I have never felt before,
That leap of faith I never took,
Those emotions I shut down,

This climax we never felt,
This hunger which never would go down,
This anticipation of serenity,
This unplanned beautiful journey.

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I often dream of,
Myself in her arms,
Embraced by her warmth,
Engulfed in her charm,
I picture myself,
Playing with her wild curls,
Looking into her dreamy eyes,
Whispering dirty little tales,
Kissing her neck softly,
Playing with her mind,
I kiss her lips tenderly,
Relaxing her body her mind,
Ensuring her security,
She is mine alone,
Lips pressing biting,
Teasing our soul,
I want to make love to her,
Just her alone,
My lips kissing slowly,
Her cute cheek bones,
Tender love is what,
I want to make to her alone,

My nose trickling down her neck,
I caress I suckle her bosoms,
Hold her tight to myself,
Never to let go,
Her warmth embraces me,
Eases my soul,
Sets out that flaming anger I hold,
In my mind in my soul,
I kiss her tummy,
I tease her more,
Make her hungry for my warmth,
Make her ensured,
This man loves her body and soul,
Never to be shared,
Just her’s alone,
I wrap my hands around her tummy,
A bite of her bum,
Kissing her soft skin,
Kissing her soft legs,
Like dew drops on a petal,
In the first spring sun,
Tonight, my baby we make passionate love,
The warmth,
The fire,
Our bodies moving as one,
We rejoice,
We celebrate,
Our undying love,
Tonight, my baby we are making nothing but love, Read more »