In the darkness of the room, my eyes follow the moonlit silhouette of naked curves of your body with the firm round breast that barely bounces, as hips swivel in a slow provocative dance of desire. You step out of the moonlight into the total darkness of the room.
But loving eyes can see you through the dark.
They watch your body deliberately move in the steady slow rhythm of the music up to the bed.
My hand reaches out and let your body gently land against it like it would if you were a songbird landing on my open hand, to sing sweet music into my ear.
But instead of hearing your musicale voice sing,
I hear the calm beats of your heart, slowly beating inside your chest.
Quiet beats I can hear if you are near or far.
Tenderly I pull you into the bed next to me under cover of red satin sheets,
Where I anticipate hearing your swallowed screams when my tongue quenches its thirst between your wet cotton soft seems
Screams I will listen to all through the night until the sun has risen high.
And while you hold back your screams, my upper body shall rise because I love to watch
Watch the way your big brown eyes cry.
While your voice inveterately sigh
As our hips gyrate steady slow in a tight circle,
Thrusting the unflexing penile between my thighs
Deep inside the wetness of your hollow
While your hips affectionate gyrations precisely follow
As we make tender love between soft red silky sheets
Until our bodies are exhausted to the point, they fall asleep.
I love waking up to you in the morning.
It is like dipping my hardness into hot coffee,
With enough volume to fit me like a snug glove
Which happens only to couples who are genuinely in love
You do not have to say you love me.
Because of the way your body emotions make love back to me
Says it all
Desire is my longing thirst.
Lust is my soul hunger.
Passion is my wanting of your undeniable love of me.
Your love is the absolute of it all.
I wake up in the morning to see that you are still lying next to me.
I wake up in the middle of the night to make sure you are not a rotating dream inside my mind.
They say men are incapable of loving any woman this hard.
Only because they have never been in love with a star
A star that beams its love twenty-four-hours a day
A star sent from the heavens just for them,
Like you were sent, just for me.
1Manview © 2020
Wowwwwwww... what a tale of love and sex...
ReplyDeleteYou made me remind the old song that says:
"Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me
Say "Night-ie night" and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me
While I'm alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me..."
Peace and love pal... wish you a starry and shining weekend!
Lindo, ese sexo junto con el amor es lo más bello que nos puede pasar y sentir, disfrute total antes, durante y después. Un buen texto . Abrazos y feliz viernes.
ReplyDeleteMy deepest desire is being aroused.
ReplyDeleteSuch passion makes me excited and motivated!
ReplyDeleteY tras la tempestad de dos cuerpos que se aman y poseen, viene la calma que se cobija y anida en ese cálido abrazo, hasta el amanecer que los encuentra sumidos en ese regocijo…
ReplyDeleteUn placer este bonito viaje de pieles que danzan al unísono…
Abrazos, y feliz semana.