Flirty a little dirty,
syncing in words,
Sinking into the explicit
of a thirsty desires, urge.
In the trenches,
left traveling too rub a smile,
a slippery paradise, for miles.
Totally fascinated by engorged
aand protruding growth,
alleviating an ache
of a stiffened curve inching, close
Strokes of passion’s satisfaction,
as introductive lips ,
soak and wet.
Aroused are Tollhouse morsel-nips,
causing rapid breaths,
as air hits, exposing the tongues tease and
Moisture turns on,
and never forgets.
Heightened roamings of ending request.
Filling up tiny space,
without room to splurge,
tingling every nerve.
Debut squirts against all will.
Pulsating, throbs taking it all in, stopping repeatedly,
before starting again.
A lingering daydream,
flees the scene,
before melting whispers,
The rush of enjoyment,
at a heightened
roller coaster ride,
leaving a coconut pie, creamier.
As longer strokes become musical floats,
in the ego’s parade too
Lips and tongues hungrily slide, over, under and inside,
as eyes seductively contemplate whether too stare or cry.
A flexing muscle singlehandedly dives in, too divide.
roughly grabbed hips,
while the pearl’s hitting,
on top, the shaft’s electrifying, city.
As the crown keeps trying to wipe away the side grin, flexing, holding on, before going back in.
Twisted words play a climatic song, that drift harmoniously, in the wind.
While heaving chest suggest, erotic ears, take it, all in.
Erotic 18+ Mature Content Poetry
By Tamara Dorsey-Moore
Thinker on the Loose