The highway drifts on like a man in a traveling band, eventu..
Added 2021-11-28 23:08:18 +0000 UTCThe highway drifts on like a man in a traveling band, eventually arriving at the heart of the world
Arcane is this land of desolate beauty, alone here with you, my lover and nature
My naked body drapes freely over a smoothed out rock mould
Oh, caress me and form me, relaxed with irrepressible lust, I long for the cure
Starting with a gentleman's touch; soft almost a tickle like moss on my bare butt, then suddenly pulled inward
Orgasmic with an insurgent reflex, a faint tingle sends fluttery feelings to my belly then carried downward to my wiggling toes
Brimming with uncontrollable urge, your striking muscles, prominent and hard
Beaming with electricity, feeling dizzy as your hand wraps around my neck, your fingers deep in my throat, making out only muffled moans
Immeasurably addicting is the sweet taste of your skin, tracing circles with my tongue as you lay in relaxation
Slowly gravitating to your sensitive end, my chin lifts, my lips now slipping
As if I were an inanimate object such as a silk blanket, I keep you in a deep, entranced dream of elation
Sucking in and spitting out, engulfed in a motion so gripping
The day has reached the summit as we lay there I look up to you now gazing into my drowsy eyes
The setting sun capturing their immense allure, a beam of golden radiance has dined and now shall part for the night
As the glassy rays set, dawn hits but time tells and echoes its fated rise
I feel my pulsing veins and my rapid beating heart, the last moments of a fading symphony of lights
*A large snippet from one of my erotic poems, called "a trip to the countryside" on my blog. Comment a flower emoji if you took the time to read. 💓
