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Friday, November 16, 2012

Slowly he..(made love to me)...Song Poem (Prose poetry)

This  poem was written for couples like myself, who has been together for a long period of time, and tend to let life get in the way of love making...


Slowly, gently,
His lips tenderly brisk past my cheek,
As he slowly, deeply, inhaled the scented essence of me

Lips slowly embrace with a moist soft kiss,
It was long, and tasted as if his lips had been sweet honey dipped, 
Then he slowly laid me down on warm silky white satin sheets,
That covered our big brass bed,
With just the stare of his eyes, he slow-ly, undressed me 

Buttons on my blouse, long fingertips did reach,
Then slowly, and gently breached,
Exposing the firm frontal round flesh, of me

Fabric that covered my body whole,
Slowly fell to the plush carpeted floor,
He slowly pulled my soaking wet panties down,
Leaving me naked for only his eyes to see,
He slowly undressed, and became butt naked like me

Slowly, did his touch, 
Touch me,
A gentle touch that was so docile, 
It make me feel like a beautiful queen, in a mountainous white castle,
My soul felt the release of tranquil calm,
That make all my insides feel heavenly warm,
Showing me why our love had survived all life's unpropitious storms

My mind quit counting the sacred places his slow soft touch 
had touched me,
As my body relaxed like a piece of drift wood, bathing in the warmth of the morning sun, while floating in calm waves of the vast blue sea

Soft slow kisses between my swollen folds, made my body slowly tremble, wIth exquisite waves of pure ecstasy,
Which made my mind to no longer ponder, if he had remembered,
How to completely fulfill me

His soft slow lingering licks, made my heart skip between beats,
While making my inner seems heavily leak,
As his hardness slowly fell deep inside me,
My inner thunderous storm, slowly rained all over him,
His love making felt so damn good, the bright moonlight had become dim,
As he slow-ly, made sweet love to me

It's been a hour every-since he was in me,
Slowly thrusting deep, inside my pink sea,
Slowly bringing up my sexual essence, 
That I held on tight like it was my first ever Christmas present

Slowly my back arched then bowed,
As the first of my orgasmic sexual releases flowed,
He slowly make me cum, until I just couldn't cum anymore,
Reasons why my mind, body and soul adored,
The expectancy of his prowess, of making sweet slow love to me

As I felt his palpitations increase,
I couldn't wait for him to cum deep inside of me,
Fill my seems with his white creamy hot cream,
But he just kept slowly, making sweet love to me

He slowly made love to me until my face glowed,
Then with a deep graveling moan, he came inside me until my pink walls overflowed,
Staining, my new white satin sheets,
With the mixed hot fluids of him, and me

Bodies dripping wet, in each other arms,
Sleep covered me, like a magical charm,
As my eyes slowly closed, a beam of hope eased slowly through me,
Hope, that I would wake up to him, making slow sweet love, to me...

A Song Poem: is a poem that is written from a song, using a phrase, word or sentence from that song. It must also be written in the melody, rhytmn or spririt of that song... 
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  1. Engaging, warm, sensual, in exact measure to exhale horny.

    Juicy Kisses,

    1. Thank you Anita, always a pleasure to see your visit...

  2. Nice song to underline the sensual text and images.



    1. Greetings and thank you for the comment. It was appreciated...

  3. I enjoyed reading this while listening to the song. Perfect poem!

    1. Thank you Sweets, I wanted a romantic pace to this poem...

    why the translator It s off line?
    Alexandra Melo

    1. Thank you... I checked the translator and it seems to be working. Try a clicking on a different language, then flip it back to yours. I have to do that to some of the other blogs I visit to restart it. .. Thanks for the comment...

  5. Sensual crónica de pasión en una noche genial.

    Un abrazo.