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Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
I thought it was my duty,
to wait for you to change,
I've spent more time unhappy,
By putting you before myself.
With you I feel trapped,
I need to feel free with someone else.
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
The taste of your sweetness,
Still lingers on my tongue,
I am an addict for your dew,
Remember the first time I pleased you,
The time my lips pursed between your folds,
That purr that escaped,
You knew I loved to hear you moan...
Then there was the silence,
You sensed what was in store,
As my mouth fluttered across your wetness,
and my lips engulfed your other lips,
You spoke and told me I'm nasty
But your taste I can't resist,
or how your diamond peaks at me,
Awaiting a tantalizing encase,
To be wrapped within my tongue,
Light strokes upon the center,
Twirling around the cape that no longer keeps it sheltered,
You hated when I teased you,
I could not resist when you said,
Please. Don't. Stop...
As if you knew being craved was my weakness,
I told you what you wanted to hear,
I'm not here to play games,
Firmly wrap your legs around my head,
Bring your garden to my face,
Every drop of dew is a present to my sheets,
Will you be my submissive?
I will handcuff you to the bedposts,
Before I let you run away,
I missed the way your body would spasm for me,
I promise to take my time if you honor me another night,
I only wish to say this blessing between heaven and your thighs.
I always wanted to attempt s ****** but not too ****** ****** poem.
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
Pull me close,
Your grip on my hips,
A hand holding my face,
Slip your tongue into my mouth,
Pull me closer,
Run your hand back thru my hair,
Squeeze me,
Until your tongue makes me moist,
And I have no choice but to take you home,
I am ridden with lust,
I want to feel you,
The need swelling between your thighs,
I want to be exposed,
Penetrate me however you desire,
As long as you please me.
I am indebted to your stroke*.
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
When you would stare at me,
Eyes fixed onto mine,
When you'd gaze at my lips,
For endless amounts of time,
When you'd tell me I made you nervous,
And to stop licking my lips,
Because even that small feat,
Created urge for a kiss.

I remember them,
Passionate,
Addicting,
Enough to make me understand,
The best kisses come from,
The person you love.
Only with you, have I felt that.
I miss that.
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
I will not beg,
For your attention
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
Breathe,
Release,
Accept,
Let go*

If only it were that simple.
Poetic Artiste Oct 2015
One
With you,
A piece of me is missing,
I need to be whole.
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