You.

I want to know all of you…

I want to know how to please you.  How to constantly breathe fresh air into your being, so that I may be selfish and consume you.  Move you.  In ways that make us dance forever, US being in tune.  I just want to groove with you.

You are sunshine, no grey skies.  I’m trying to climb all the way to where you are, in order to get a better view of you.  You are a gift from the Creator, created on the most expensive canvas.

I just want my strokes to make it so that I’m worthy of continuing to examine the masterpiece that is you.

And if time is precious, I will never waste it by being anything but of value to you.

For I adore you, the definition of true love….

You.

Written by @litlifelikeit

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Desire

Written by Rorey and edited by Shay and yours truly.
 
Desire
 
I can see it in your eyes,
You want this as much as I do.

My desire,
Is to take us higher, two bodies in carnal lust,
Friction eliminated, love emancipated,
Two souls moving as one.

This is love, beneath the stars, just you and I,
Devouring and lusting in each others arms,
As we explore each other’s body and neglect our minds.

Time is of the essence,
Lest we get caught….up in time.

Our union defies the law of what’s legal,
So let’s make it official,
Pretend, if only for a moment,
That we stood before a priest,
That we have your father’s blessing,
That you wore a white dress,
With black lacy underwear,
For my eyes only,
That your hand and heart is mine.

Let’s consummate this union behind closed doors,
Where no one but God can judge.
I pray, that He forgives us….
Forgives me…despite the fact that I’m going to make you scream my name.
I pray He forgives me, forgives us for giving into this sin,
As you grip my inches of pleasure as we engage….

Deeper,
Deeper we move in passion,
Falling prey,
To forbidden lust.

Let’s meet at six past nine,
Ignore the missionary as we take love from behind,
Succumbing to each other, gripping, riding, sucking,
Our bodies entwined in lust.

Tonight I want you more than ever,
And by the end of it all, amorous sounds of pleasure will be echoing these walls,
As we climax,
Scream,
Love…

I can taste you on my lips now,
I want you now,
I want this now….

Come.  Meet me…..