The idea of you falling for me
Not just my naked body  but
Also my emotions too I must
Tell you that I love you  for who
You are you......the idea of you falling
For me is killing me Softly
Killing me sweetly as you kiss me
Everywhere you want sensei  I hold
Your hand as we make intense and
Passionate love.   I aske where you come
From.  You say that you are from the land
Of the rising sun.   Then you kiss me in
The deepest part of me
Kissing my soul not just my womanhood
You love my scent of my body. As you
Kiss me I see a spark in your eye as we
Couple you smile gently and mischievous
I want to kiss you
I want to desire you
I want to smile with my eyes
At you
I want keep having *** with you
My loving sensei, you are falling
For me as we just fall asleep in
Eachothers arms.    As I fall asleep
I heart your heartbeat
Killing my Softly
Killing me  sweetly as we
Lay in eachothers arms
Our legs entwined sleeping
As I wake up you are not there
I wonder where you are
Only to see that you are sleeping
With another student.   But I still
Love you.   It's killing me
Softly
And painfully sweet
If only we could make love again
But I am your ***** secret that you
Are ashamed of.
Why
Are you killing me Softly
Killing sweetly
killing me slowly
But I know in my heart
That you love me only
And that you have tosave face.....

Her lips are like
wet orchids, dressed in
the spring rain,
waiting to be
kissed and
caressed.

As I strip from my clothing
It is you who I intend to please
As you grab my hair and kiss
Me deeply I want to be the
Key to your heart as we make
Sweet love the feeling of you
Inside of me pleases me
As I guide your hand to the
Places I want you to you to touch
As we try more exotic ideas
“Make love to me…..” I say
Moan as you  you mention
About the next day
I hope we can stay in this
Love knot for the longest time
Kissing you is one thing
But you make  love to me in tantric ways
I want to scream as you every inch of you
Goes in!  
I  think if we break this up
It will break us up!  I caress your jaw and feel
You cheeks as you talk to me!   Your touch is the
Sweetest torture for me!  And I want more

You sting my tongue,
steam rising fresh from your bed
heavy in all the right ways.
You're not that hard to make,
yet I am too tired to cook.

You sit in my belly,
the way you taste still swirling around my mouth.
No matter how much you satisfy,
there is always room for you.
Your eyes, red and spicy,
the slow burn of how you spread
through my body.

Yet, I'm still too tired to cook.
I don’t want to over-season you,
the reality of part of you
becoming burnt edges on a ***.
I don’t want to waste a single inch of you,
nor the space that you fill.

I want all of you inside of me,
even if part of you is burnt

My palms glide down your spine
Smooth skin meets sandpaper
As your back tapers into your ***
Sensual or ****** or sanative
It makes no difference to me

Every inch slipping downwards,
The primal urge to please
To elicit a passionate sigh
Sensual or ****** or sanative
It makes no difference to me

i snort the pillow;
lick shampoo off her hair strands;
she’s on to witchcraft.

i knocked on
your door,
you opened with
a smile;
you knocked
on mine,
i returned
the favour;
the building was empty -
or at least,
the people living in it.
you were different,
though -
you were full of
little surprises.  
you were gentle -
like your touches;
and your kisses;
and your movements;
and my solitude:
of which -
you stripped me,
with your movements;
your kisses;
and your touches;
you shook me,
to say the least.
i was a sick man -
literally, and otherwise:
and it rubbed off
on you, a bit.
yet, you leaned on me;
pressed me;
cupped me;
grazed your lips
against the wet corner
of mine -
swooning;
drooling;
licking;
me choking on
cigarette smoke.
you choking -
every now and then.
you sick freak!
your uffs…
your aahs…
your mmms…
your every breath.
i loved you -
more than anything
in the world
in that moment;
that exquisite moment.
my eyes flickering;
my heart pounding;
my silence, silencing.
it was just right;
you were enough,
in that moment,
and all that
was you -

and then,
you left.