Bumping, grinding, rolling, riding
Constant, eager, hot and wet
Lips touching, tongues probing
Bodies searching, drenched in sweat
Begging, panting, hard and fast
Breathless, eager, make it last
Shiny, slick, oiled and creamed
A desperate cry to be reamed
Spinning, spiraling, flying high
Hips feverishly rise than fall
Thick member pumping hard
Amidst muffled screams and all
Blood racing with every thrust
Pleasure bursting from the seams
Teasing, tempting, don’t break the trust
The release so close it seems
Head spinning, mind numbing
Bodies writhing, fast than slow
Licking, sucking, slapping, f*cking
Desperate pleas to keep the flow
Do not stop, Do not slow
Keep it going to sustain the glow
Needing, pleading, take us there
The wildest ride we dare to share
From luscious lips a moan is heard
Her eyes brighten with every peak
Muscles tighten and hold their grip
His release so deep it speaks
Wow! I am not one to like poetry usually, BUT, man, this is an amazing piece. Usually when I try to read poetry, I either get lost or totally bored. Of course, this is about a subject most people like-no need to spell it out Im sure, but its so much more than just a descriptiona about an obviously amazing sensual person but to grab an emotion and an act and combine them in a way that I really feel like I am reliving an amazing time in my life each time I read it. It is not voyeur but deeply introspective which separates it from any trace of dirt. It is pure and it is mine when I read it and feel it, which is what art should do. Great job PNyte.