Topic: Leigh's "Steamy" Poetry Thread..Don't be shy, I'll go first! | |
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"Citrus Passion"
Remember last summer, lying nude after playing love games... Hot salty night, our skin the same… Glistening bodies, slippery loves sweat… Drifting together, legs tangled, wet… You leaned over me, your kiss was sweet… Then you whispered I'm thirsty, I'll get us a treat… I didn't want to let you go, let the moment die… I didn't want space between you and I…. Gently you disengaged from me… Explaining you'd be back so patiently… My eyes were heavy when you returned to love land… Bearing your treat , an orange in your hand… With the very first tear of the orange peel… The spray of the juice on my body I feel… We laughed in unison, the citrus had flare… The mist felt delicious, heaven scent in the air… You pulled off a section, rubbed it gently on me… Then licked the juice off my thighs and tummy… Urgent kisses now tasting of orange… Lovers in heat, citrus passion reborn…. |
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Boy Its hot here on this end now!!!!!!!!!!!good Job
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Boy Its hot here on this end now!!!!!!!!!!!good Job Glad to see the cat hasn't got your tongue Boone!! I'm waiting with baited breath to read more "steamy" poetry!!... |
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Where are all my "steamy" poets??
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Edited by
patsfan64
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Fri 12/16/11 09:13 AM
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Where are all my "steamy" poets?? My guess would be out picking up some oranges for the weekend... |
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Where are all my "steamy" poets?? My guess would be out picking up some oranges for the weekend... Lets hope so!! No worries, I've got more!! |
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BUMP...pun intended
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I'm waiting....
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me too!!!!!!!!!!!!
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me too!!!!!!!!!!!! Ummm Leigh, you have an audience! |
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Cashmere
I follow love down the rock mountain, Across the rippling river tide, Silent on needled carpet, through the forest pine. Sure footed, taught by trust, nothing but My tongue to guide me least I fall, Though the way I know by heart this time. The prince of procreation welcomes me. I bow my head, place cheek to staff, Pause to breath earth and, listening, hear You moan somewhere up above as I move to the underside, arrive lost again, In fields of downey wool spun to soft cashmere. |
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sweet......................................
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sweet...................................... Your turn Boone.....you promised!!! |
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Hi Tazz Expressions of love!!! |
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Edited by
s1owhand
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Fri 12/16/11 05:01 PM
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Urgent kiss
Wraps herself a fragrant jasmine Arms under arms Legs between legs Searing hot contraction She pulls In Hellish waves Torturing slick curves Slippery pressure Pulling away Slowly Two racing machines Evenly matched Self-destruct Hot oil Jets and Aspiration |
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sweet...................................... Your turn Boone.....you promised!!! I wrote it !!!!! I just chickend out posting it here |
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Urgent kiss Wraps herself a fragrant jasmine Arms under arms Legs between legs Searing hot contraction She pulls In Hellish waves Torturing slick curves Slippery pressure Pulling away Slowly Two racing machines Evenly matched Self-destruct Hot oil Jets and Aspiration THAT'S WHAT I"M TALKING ABOUT!!...Sexy, sultry, savage seduction......Steamy!!! More please!!! |
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sweet...................................... Your turn Boone.....you promised!!! I wrote it !!!!! I just chickend out posting it here Don't be shy Boone.....I bet it's awesome.... |
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Hi Tazz Expressions of love!!! |
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