Sensual Venus

She will not say the words, to express the way she feels, Caught within her head and heart, with harsh resolve of steel. The jaded mind that knows the risks; The heart that shields the day. Savor their time together... then tuck them all away. Forbidden, wrong and stolen, Three words all meaningless. To spend a moment sharing? Then call them truly blessed. The intimate may wither, The kisses soon may end, but take away the laughter, she'll grieve for you, my friend.

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Is it a SIN?

Is it a sin?
I see you lazing there,

your smile tickles my ear
Your contour aroused me

and as I smell your neck,
Your sigh urging me on

as our flesh gleefullyseeks to suckle needfully
our each touching inch.
Your soft moan impatiently waiting
and upward archentices my dreams of kissing you
in and out
as you hold me to your panting chest
urging my tongue to drink deeply into your wet desire.
Is it a sin to need you?
To brush your nipples of wanting erection
brushing over my lips of anticipation;
to listen to your screams oferotica moans;
to serve in your wild satisfaction.

Is it a sin wanting you?

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