WARNING : CONTAINS ADULT THEMES..!! SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK…
We met on the bridge on a moonlit night,
The stars in the sky shining so bright.
I stood alone, I was all on my own,
And then you came, what a wondrous sight.
Such beauty in your features so divine,
Never had I seen a woman so fine.
You walked up to me, to my ecstasy,
As I wondered how to make you mine.
The words we spoke I don’t recall at all,
But I know I made you laugh and smile.
Then we shared a kiss, and oh! such sweet bliss,
As my mind you began to enthral.
I held you close in my arms, our lips pressed
Tight together, heart pounding in my chest.
Through the kiss I smiled, driving me wild,
Every inch of your body I caressed.
As our lips remained locked, our tongues entwined,
Your hands moved down to desperately find,
My rigid shaft. And tightly you grasped
As on me your crotch you began to grind.
My hands seemed to have a life of their own,
Pulling at your clothes as you freed my bone.
And deeper we kissed, as slowly I pressed
Into your wet opening; together we moaned.
Harder and deeper and faster I pushed,
Giving you more of me with every thrust.
I quickened my pace, tightened our embrace,
Not holding back, overcome with pure lust.
I could feel the pressure in me growing,
But I had no intention of slowing,
As you screamed for more. I couldn’t ignore
Your pleas as your juices started flowing.
No longer now could I control the urge
Your climax pushing me over the edge
And right as I came, you cried out my name,
As I filled you there on that bridge.
Mouths parted now, you gave me a peck,
Just a soft kiss on my collar then neck.
Then your teeth sank in, piercing my skin
And thirstily you began to suck.
And with that final kiss from you, all changed,
As my blood and my life you drank and drained.
And so faded the light, I became one with the night.
I am your thrall now, my heart is yours, enslaved.
And as quickly as you enslaved me,
You cut loose my bonds and set me free.
I was left alone, again on my own;
Thinking of what will never come to be.
So thank you for that beautiful dream;
For that’s all it ever was, it seems.
I know I will miss, the taste of your kiss;
A memory to which I’ll always cling.
DISCLAIMER: THIS WORK IS A PIECE OF IMAGINATION..!!😁😁
There are some things that are beyond our understanding. One of them is the intensity of missing you. I don’t know when it starts and when it goes away.
All I know is that it comes like the sea waves and kisses the shore of my heart; uncountable, unstoppable, intermittent waves. People ask me to get engrossed in my work and to block the flow of memories.
Oh, but why don’t they understand that the trivial earthly chores can’t veil my wild, glowing, eclectic love for you.
Oh, why don’t they understand that my love for you isn’t a child’s play that will be forgotten by the display of another shiny object.
Oh, why don’t they understand that the nights are venomous, when the wind, the stars, the moon hurl me into your thoughts.
Why don’t they understand that the rhythm of Skillet makes me plunge into your thoughts, to feel you, and to breathe you.
Like everyone else, will you also tell me to keep myself busy? Will you ask me to work in order to veil my thoughts, and to circumscribe my fleeting emotions for you ?
Or maybe, for once, will you be the storm which will pacify my wild, wild love?
“When I touched her body,
I believed she was God.
In the curves of her form
I found the birth of Man,
the creation of the world,
and the origin of all life.”
Love is deep, intense, and long-lasting; people use love to express true emotion. Love is the passionate affection and desire felt by lovers for each other.
Love can be so powerful that people cry, suffer pain, or even risk their lives to save it. True amour springs from the very bottom of the heart and the spirit of the soul.
An untamed wave,
The wild – the sea,
The billows fold,
Still holding me.
I hear your voice,
Alone my hand,
I cast aside,
My fear’s command.
Take me to a honey cove,
Love me there and sweet,
Kiss my lips – your moistened breath,
Let none, but us defeat.
If I should have but one desire,
It should your love to be,
Come you storms, and come you rains,
My heart is bound with you.