Disinclination (Stay) .... Sensual Song Poem ..

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Bodies deviate closer

As soft words of love, whisper into the calm of the air

Fever of passion beckon, our lips together

A cold sweat race through my extremities, as the sweetness of his kisses

Saturate my lips

Touch 

Undressed my clothes

Undress me complete, and whole

All the way down to the sanctuary of my soul

With indulging caresses, that eventually caress the mushy swell
Of my tight folds

My body dared

His caresses didn't care

As his docile touch made my voice quietly moan and  swear

While his tender touches, touched me intimately everywhere

Stay....

His hips gyrate

Their steady motion measured me

They measure the perception of my pleasure

They measure my body needs

Its insatiable greed

  They measured my indulges of the size of his prize

That rode fathoms deep, in the center space, between my thighs

They measure the willingness of my heart 

To give...

Fingertips, hold onto the flight of rotating hips

Deep breaths exhale, through open lips

As uninhibited sensations crash inside me

Leaving me with feelings of wanting

Needing 

More...

Stay.....

As he rides steady and smooth inside the precipitation of my ocean

My body followed his body every rise and falling motion

Wave after wave of sensations rush toward my shoreline

Making my mind wish one day, he would permanently stay mine

Each vigorous thrust of his hips, pushed my waves closer to the edge

Each passionate kiss, have my waves clinging to the edge ridge

Until my waves crest, and roll into the orgasmic climax of my...

Stay...

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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Head day ... Call out ... (Gif poem)

Its stature was tall,

Its width was broad and thick,

Its skin was cut clean,

Its head glistered with clear seed sweat,

While It danced in his hand in the beat of his heart rhythm

Enticement,

Delightfulness,

Raced through my mind,

As my eyes feast on the indications,

Of its sexual projections 

Hips sexually swayed as my body eased across the room,

My mouth became moist with anticipation of its taste between my lips,

My womb ached with cock withdrawal, 

My taboo puckered with fantasies of its deep complexities,

But first, my lips must taste the flavor of its faith 

Knees bend on floor,

Mouth open,

Tongue slowly swirl around his swollen sex head sensitive ridge,

Tasting the sweetness of the seeping first cream from the slit of his cock

Legs tense,

Breath hitch,

His right hand is gently laid on my left shoulder, 

It's felt gingerly pulling my body closer to his

Throbbing head of his cock slid past my lips grip,

While the velvet softness of his girth flesh, slide through the confined opening of my

fist

Dark brown eyes close,

Alto voice softly moan,

As further and further my lips slither down the velvet softness of his girth flesh

Head pulled upward,

Then relented downward,

Sliding the tight grip of my firm soft lips, 

Up and down the moist flesh of his rock hard shaft

Quiet moans filled the air,

As my lips ease up and down his girth tight flesh,

My eyes watch his that watched his length disappear and reappear,

As it smoothly slipped between my lips

Cock release from the heat of my mouth,

Tongue slash down its slippery sides,

Then swirl and dart on the clean shaven flesh of his scrotum

Deep moans reverberate in his throat,

As my lips suckle on the entrapment of his balls inside my mouth

Left hand squeeze and manipulate his breast nipple to a rise,

While my right hand slowly pump its grip up and down the slippery wet length of his hard throbbing cock

Hand tightly grips my hair and pull my head upward, 

Guiding it over the head of his pulsating sex,

His hips thrust forward while his hand pull my head downward,

Force feeding his cock size into my mouth,

Moans of desperation to cum slip into the room air

Head bobs come in a flurry,

Lips grip his swelling cock girth tight,

WHile my mouth take as much as his length that it can possibly manage 

His voice soft moans become audible groans,

While his legs involuntarily shake on each deep dip of my head

Strong fingertips indented into my shoulder flesh,

As his strength pull harder on my shoulders,

While smoldering orgasmic flames inside his loins, 

Prepare to burst into a uncontainable forest fire

Fingertips intertwine into my hair,

Then pull my head forcefully downward,

While his hips frantically trust upward,

Forcing his harden cock further into my mouth

Head tilts back,

His mouth flings open,

Curse words flow past his lips,

As his body uncontrollably quaked with the passion of orgasmic release

Hard ejaculation spewed his hot white seed deep into my mouth,

While my lips urgently slid up and down his palpitating sex,

Enticing every white drop of his seed to eject from his loins

White seed that saturates my mouth is swallowed,

But his girth refuse to relent in size

Eyes opened in surprise as my body straddled his,

The complexity of his hard sex is guided into my sex soft opening,

His voice suddenly moan,

As the heat from my pussy surrounded his unforgiving cock girth

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Mothers touch .... Remembering mom on Mother's Day ... Thoughts series ...

When God first let your being become life,

The first thing you feel, is the gentle touch of your mothers hand,

Touching, caressing you through her swollen belly, 

While tenderly talking to you

Then after you are born, she is the first to take you in her arms the very first time,

Where her scent, indents into your your mind,

Her voice, crowds your ears with comfort,

The tranquil of her love, is woven into your soul,

And from that first day to her last,

She touches you in ways you never could imagine

A steady hand on your shoulder as she teaches you,

A bosom cuddle to protect you from the rain, the wind, or just to reassure you when you were afraid, 

A firm hand that cupped your face, as her eyes stare, demanded your respect,

A hurting hand on your backside, as she taught you the consequences of wrong, verses right,

Which you learn its better to confess your wrong, then feel the harsh consequences of a ball face lie to cover up any of your wrong doings

You remember the hug that she gave you, when an outburst of becoming a man overwhelmed your senses of how hard her back hand could slap, 

But Instead of knocking you senseless, her hug welcomes the man you are to be, and let you know that he would also be loved by her,

Mothers always knew what touch you needed, be a gentle slap aside the head, that mean think with your mind the next time,

To the cuffed collar around your puny little neck, to let you know you better get your personal self being together in a hurry,

You never noticed how much your mother touched you, until those touches were forever gone

But even after she has gone,

Your mind can recall all her touches,

From the life learning ones, to the gentle loving ones,

The ones that wiped away your tears,

The I love you ones that she patted on top of your head that brought joy to your heart, a smile to your face,

The one she shook your hand with, to let you know she was proud of the man you had become...

Mom,

Your touches might be gone,

But your presence live on in my heart, 

My mind,

And furthermost, in my soul,

Your life touches will never be forgotten, 

PJ...

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Disinclination (Stay) .... A Song Poem .... Prose Poetry

Just A Girl wrote a beautiful poem to this song. It was sad, loving and submissive. Please take a minute to read this wonderful short poem...  http://iamjustagirl-lis.blogspot.com/2013/09/gentle-affliction.html

Thank you lisa for always stirring my pot. 

Bodies deviate closer,

As soft words of love, whisper into the calm of the air,

Fever of passion beckon, our lips together,

A cold sweat race through my extremities, as the sweetness of his kisses,

Saturate my lips

Touch of his, 

Undressed my clothes, 

Undress me complete, and whole,

All the way down to the sanctuary, of my soul,

With indulging caresses, that eventually caress the mushy swell, of my tight folds

My body dared,

His caresses didn't care,

As his docile touch made my voice quietly moan, and  swear,

While his tender touches, touched me intimately everywhere,

Stay....

His hips gyrate,

Their steady motion measured me,

They measure the perception of my pleasure, 

They measure my body needs,

Its insatiable greed,

  They measured my indulges of the size of his prize, 

That rode fathoms deep, in the center space, between my thighs,

They measure the willingness of my heart, 

To give...

Fingertips, hold onto his rotating hips,

Deep breaths exhale, through open lips,

As uninhibited sensations crash inside me,

Leaving me with feelings of wanting,

Needing... 

More...

Stay.....

As he rides steady and smooth, inside the precipitation of my ocean,

My body followed his body every rise, and falling motion,

Wave after wave of sensations rushed towards my shoreline,

Making my mind wish one day, he would permanently stay mine,

Each vigorous thrust of his hips, pushed my waves closer to the edge,

Each passionate kiss, have my waves clinging to the edge ridge,

Until my waves crest, and roll into the orgasmic climax of my,

Stay...

1Manview © 1999 – 2013