Monday Moaning ..... Enhanced .... Repetitive poem

He had me sit quietly in a chair,

While he stood in front of me and gazed at me in silence

I could feel his brown eyes fixate,

On the curvature of my nakedness

I could feel the soft caress of his lips,

Tenderly touching my cheek, 

Softly embrace the pout of my lips 

I could feel the tender touch of his long fingers,

Firmly clasp the long of my breast,

knead my nipples into an rigid erection

I could feel the docile touch of his fingertips,

Wash over the smooth wakes of my quivering stomach

I could feel the warm moisture from his slithering tongue,

Leave a long wet trail, 

On the surface of the expose flesh of my inner thighs,

Causing them to tremor from heighten sensations

I could feel his hot breath,

Gingerly propel across a moist liar, 

Hidden behind a profuse forest,

That was tucked in the center of the thunder,

Between the want of my thighs

When he walked behind me, 

My eyes became blind from the softness of silk,

Making my lungs prolongedly moan...

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Monday moaning ... Tuck Me In ...... Prose Poem .....

Come, tuck me in,

Softly brush your fingertips across my forehead,

Then kiss me with a soft, sweet, lingering kiss goodnight,

A kiss so soft, I'll dream of your kiss all night long

But, when the sun arises, and you see my eyes open with a yearning for you,

kiss me tenderly good-morning, 

With a kiss so deep it awakens my soul

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Monday Moaning....... First touch ....... Prose poem

Elongated, 

Swollen,

Hard as steel,

Pulsating

Deep sharp painful ache, 

Burns inside my loins,

Then she kissed me, 

While gingerly touching it

Body flexed,

Legs stiffen,

Lungs deeply inhaled, 

Suddenly a gushing passionate moan,

Rushes from my mouth, into hers...

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Monday Moaning ..... Him .... A Picture Poem .......

A Picture poem is a poem that my mind visualize from looking at a picture...

Thoughts of him overflowed her mind,

Thoughts of embracing shallow soft kisses turning into deep passionate ones of lust, left seepage at her center

A deep breath, made nostrils flare, 

As fresh floating scent of him eased through its passage, making her knees feel weak

Sweet lingering taste of him resting on her tongue palate, reminded her of the smooth texture of his ultra thick whites substance, as she swallowed it vigorously down her hungry throat

The feel of his hairy but smooth flesh next to hers was still felt,

The imagery of his rigid pulsating beast, sliding deeply in and out of  her misting pinkness, made her flesh shiver, her muscles quiver, as the lasting impression of its rigid reality deep insertion into her snatch quivering walls, still stung with pain pleasure

Racing through her mind, was clear visions of the animalistic sexual acts of pulling hair,

Grunts, 

Groans,

Primal screams, 

Suction sounds of hard unyielding flesh, pushing and pulling through soft, tight, wet, pink flesh,

All in the rhythm of the drum beat of human flesh pounding against each other, while her body submitted to him in the head down-ass up proposition

It was all there,

All so vivid, it felt as if he was still there riding inside the smoldering heat of her flame

As her mind finished its thoughts of him, 

Her flesh rekindlied the touch of him,

Her nostrils inhaled the scent of him,

A quiet moan reverberates inside her throat...

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Moanday ......... Vehement PT.1 ....... Prose style

My body slides under the velvet soft covers and come to rest near hers,

A deep breath escapes me, as my body goes into a calm rest state,

My eyes watch the dark of night come through the window pane, dragging the dim light of the half moon with it,

My body lies still, awaiting a night of quiet slumber,

Restlessness, ease my body closer to the center of the bed, 

The warmth of her body easing into the night air is felt,

My body rolls on its side, my hand reaches under the soft covers and extend a fingertip on her soft bare flesh,

As it eased over the curve of her buttocks, a flash of surreal sensation raced through my loins, by the time my fingertips eased down the center of her thighs, my loins ache, the extension of me is in full bloom of lust,

Slowly, carefully not to wake, I slipped the covers off the bareness of her creamy soft skin

A single fingertip circle slowly across her shoulders, then down the middle of her back, as it followed the crack between her butt cheeks, her body stirred, the quiet sleeping rhythm of her breath, now hesitates 

My eyes watched her eyelids flutter,

Once they opened I showed her my intentions by softly kissing the back of her neck, 

Her neck flinch, but her eyes quickly close, showing my intentions, no intentions what so ever

A devilish smile eased across my lips, then part as the pink tip of my tongue slide past them, 

A wet lick eased down the center of her back flesh, it continued over the roundness of her buttocks, 

As it starts to circle on her inner thigh, her body draws tight, her voice sigh, my intension now was to make her body lust for mine, as much as I lusted for hers

Miniature kisses are bestowed on her backside, some velvet soft, others closer to a nipping bite, causing goose bumps to float across her flesh,

As the flickering tip of my tongue followed the crack between her butt cheeks, her voice sighed, 

And when it circled around her most sensitive spot, a low moan reverberated in her throat...

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Moanday ..... Finger lay.... Prose poem...

Heat of naked flesh singe, as our bodies mesh together,

Heat of lips embracing, causes our souls to ignite,

But when the heat of multiple fingers dip into the heat of your well, an explosion of adulterous greed explodes from our soul, and sweep through our extremities,

Making us moan in need of unadulterated lust......

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Moanday poem ............ Inside ... Prose poem .....

Let me inside your mind,

And I'll let you see the truth in me,

Let me inside your heart,

And Ill show you want a forever love should be,

Let me inside the pinkness between the thick of your thighs,

And I'll make you body shudder with quakes, ache with lust, 

While your lungs moan,

For more of me ....

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Moanday ..... Suddenly ... Etheree Poem

Moans

Escape

From my throat

As your deep licks

Cultivates the pink

Inside of my moist folds

Making them wet with yearning

Inflamed with the heat of passion,

As my body tremble with release

Blissful sensations overwhelms my womb

Etheree poem: Consists of 10 lines of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 syllables. 
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Moanday ..... Kissmethere1st ..... Prose poem

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MoanDay .. Am I dreaming ... Pt. 4 .... Song Poem

A song poem is a song written from a song:

Using a phrase, word, or a line from that song,

It must be written in the melody, rhythm or spirit of that song

Push Play Please

Quiet snore awaken me,

Resting head lies in the middle of my chest,

The warmth and softness of a small hand rested on my inner thigh,

A loving stare, followed the curvature of her body from head to toe,

Eyes watch her head float on my chest flesh, as it followed the expansion of my chest as my lungs took shallow breaths of air,

As my eyes glance at true love, a smile sneaks across my face as memories of what was not true love is forever erased from my mind

Fingertips knead first one then another nipple, which slowly rises then stiffens to my touch,

Breast lightly cupped not to wake, as a tingle in my loins push thoughts of mischief into my mind

A slight twist of my body,

A gentle push with my hand,

Ease her head off my chest without disturbing the orgasmic slumber state she was in

A single fingertip eased slowly over and down the soft curves of her body, resting at the heat of her moist shadow,

A quiet retreat from the bed soon followed, 

A tender touch on the inside of her legs slowly spread them open, until her hidden shadow came into the light

Hands slide under legs,

Legs dead weight rest on shoulders,

The tip of my tongue part short well manicure forest from her shadow door, and flick a soft lick up her slit,

A taste of mixed sexes flows into my mouth, as my tongue gingerly ease upward,

Once at her clit, it circles around its over sensitivity, and ease back down,

Legs slightly jerk, her breath hesitate then resumes, as my tongue slowly ease up her slit once again, and then again around her clit

Legs quiver, breath gasp, the feel of her fingers grasping my hair is felt,

A deep breath is heard followed by a quiet moan, as my tongue etch a figure eight up and down her moisten slit,

Now fully awaken, her hips slightly gyrate in the rhythm of my tongue-lashings,

Her nectar flows like a lazy river, she moans quietly, but steadily, her hips tilts, letting me know she wants to be licked lower

Tongue licks deeper,

Her hips gyrate harder,

As her right leg cock then lock behind my head

Her back slowly arches into a bow, letting my tongue fall into her pink as deep as possible,

The tight head lock on my head cuts off my breath, making my lungs gasp between licks, but I manage to keep the licks in a slow measured rhythm between deep gasping breaths

Tongue tip dives through her flooding wake, as her hips pumps hard and steady, while her moans become pleas for immediate release,

Tongue slow-soft deep lashing into the wet of her pink walls keeps her release on edge

Her taste has become sweeter, as her gushing womb fills my mouth with her pre erupt-nectar,

Strangle cries fill the air, as her thighs crush against the side of my head so tight my eyes see stars,

As soon as my ears hear the silence of her voice, my tongue plunge deep inside the softness of her pink walls, then retreated with a volley of flickering fast deep licks

Hands grab and hold my head still while her hips deeply gyrate, grinding my tongue deep into her pink wet sex,

Hips buck, legs jerk, as sexual release tremors seduce the calm of her muscles and flesh,

Making her body shake like a rag doll, while my tongue flicker on her sweet spots,

Sending her into a series of orgasmic releases

A long gasping cry escaped her lungs moments before her body goes limp,

Her endowed chest heave up and down as her lungs gasped for air,

Small tremors arrest the calmness of her leg muscles, as my tongue keep flickering on her hot spot, until the last quake of her body was felt

Deep breaths are taken,

A "are you trying to kill me" ease past her lips,

A devilish chuckle erupts inside my chest, as my hands lovingly caress her flesh softness

My eyes watch her slip into another orgasmic rest, as my fingertips sooth her flesh,

I return to the bed and spoon her body into my arms,

Once our spooned bodies become calm as one,

Without warning, my body drifts into a quiet dream...

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