Your thrust has given momentum to me in a way ,
I've reached the threshold to stillness and passion...
Now I want your bites to ornament me in a way,
Overdosed in your love becomes my manifestation..
Then can your phallus dictate it's journey to my depth in a way ,
Shamelessness will keep teaching me trends of seduction...

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Dear stranger,
Everytime my musings take a dose of alphabets,
You Rhyme.....

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I am always ready to toe raise ,
suck tight my stomach ,
My buttock
&
Chin up to kiss him.

But there's this nicety in his impatience,
That he bends already!!

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He is too well a creation to be a free hand portrait .

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Everytime I think of meeting you ,
An ounce of me just leaves !

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They say great poetry is always non-literal,
Or, I would've simply written you're man beautiful!

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Dear Parasite ,

Now that I have you,
You seem Fictitiously non - fictional!

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I will kiss you very hard and so hard untill your lips wears the colour of Rushed Red on its surface!
I will play your length for really long and so long untill it learns to shed everything that it has inside me!
I really want to make love to you , so intense that every part of me will take you inside me,

I want every inch of my body to contact you with all its senses !

May be My eyes stealing your sight,
My lips covering your mouth and my arms decidingly dying in yours,

May be all your fingers inside me to lid up the vacancy,
May be I'll start talking inside you with our lips attached , your nose fitting in to my possible angle , your palms taking the shape of my breasts and pressing so tight as if its going to give them a new shape ,
Your shape!

I want your thrust Varying inside me with its intensity , angles and moments just so to create a path for the selfsame & a labyrinth for others .

I don't know , Its just that when we meet , i want every part of us to meet !

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Your lips convinces me in a way ,that my lips seeks its prolongation .
Your arms suggests me to rest in them forever in a way , that I cannot contain myself to even a slightest extension.


Your vocal pronounces coition to me in a way, that I can permute thousand times to be your combination.
Your provocative hands can beat me soundly to maneuver my body in a way , I'll shed all my erogenous inhibitions.


Let your erect manhood push intimacy to me in a way ,
I feel it's the correct quantum of sexual attention.
Let your fluids soak me wet in a way,
I'll sense the feeling of thorough lubrication.

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Dear 'He' in my poetries,

Had he not bashed me against the wall that afternoon,
Persuaded my body to exert his influence untill it gave that unnatural arch,

Had he not pressed his lips against mine ,
Bit my mouth in response to my hesitance untill I shushed into that Definite silence .

YOU WOULD BE MY FIRST KISS!!!

Had they not dragged me into their bed that day,
Divested my coverings , denuded the underlayers untill my bare was revealed .

Had they not played with my front , carresed my haunch ,
Gripped my arms , to restrain me untill I submitted my resistance.

YOU WOULD BE THE FIRST PERSON I SHARED MY BODY WITH!!!!!

Dear Love,
Had he not situate me untill I beared his weight in entirety ,
Had he not suppressed my build to his solace untill I indicated my exhaustion in unfolding me.
Had he not pierced me that ruthlessly untill I cried dry in pain.....

YOURs WOULD BE THE FIRST LENGTH INSIDE ME!!

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