You allow me to dwell in your place of pleasure
and I express my deepest appreciation.
As far as it can reach,
you gasp at the thickness.
Anticipating penetration as it happened,
clenching your teeth.
With the rhythm of a blacksmith,
between your legs dipped in lace,
fastened tightly around my waist
to encourage my action.
We are poetry in motion,
bursting with passion.
Seizing the moment,
soaked in satisfaction.
Copyright © 2011 Daunt'e Loper