Quickie

Wrestling her down

Pinning her to the bed

He playfully kisses her cheek

Then kisses her forehead

She giggles and pulls away

He smirks and bites her lip

She squints her eyes a wild stare

She hears his pants unzip

He unleashes his magic stick

He pulls her panties to the side

She bites her own lip staring

Her senses suddenly amplified

He teases her clit with his tip

She looks like she’s not fazed

He slips it inside of her

Her eyebrows are abruptly raised

She sighs a sound so tender

He takes in a pound of air

She wraps her legs around him

He then starts to swear

He’s moving like a machine

With the utmost precision

Hitting her G-Spot continuously

Until an inevitable orgasmic collision

Cyberspace Love

Cyberspace Love

 

Look

I know I don’t know you

Personally

So I do approach you in my poem

Nervously

 

Listen

There are these mixed emotions

Internally

There’s something I want to tell you

Urgently

 

Understand

Some years ago I met you in

Cyberspace

Ever since then I have been seeing your

Face

 

Know

That I usually can see and let go without

Yearning

But there is something about you that has me

Burning

 

Think

I do think a lot about you and me

Fantasizing

The thought of you and me is so

Appetizing

 

Wonder

What you would think of me and you

Engaging

In a whirlwind of what could be passion

Raging

 

Why

Did I have to meet you like this with so much?

Distance

It would have been better if I had not known of your

Existence

 

Erase

I want to clear you from my

System

I’m sick without come remedy my

Symptom

 

Need

You are becoming like an

Addiction

Why won’t you come ease my

Affliction

 

Scared

That I will burn up and

Dissipate

If something between us don’t

Generate

 

Worried

That you will forget me and never

Converse

That I’ll lose touch with you amongst the

Universe

 

Want

I want to trace your lips with my

Finger

Place my lips on yours and let the kiss

Linger

 

Crave

To press your chest against my

Breast

To lay naked in your arms

Caressed

 

Tease

Your body until you

Surrender

Allowing me to take you on an

Adventure

 

Never

Can you imagine the untold

Pleasures

I can impart to you from my

Treasures

 

Continue

So on and on you’ll live day to

Day

Never experiencing a scorching rendezvous

Giveaway

 

Endure

I will continue wanting you

Eternally

Never giving into another waiting for you

Sturdily

Do You Mind

Do you mind?

If I…If I

Sculpt you

Chisel your

Face…Oh yes

Your face

Depict your

Features

The masculinity

In your gaze

Capture…capture

Your beauty

Take it from…

From the inside

Plaster it…

It on the outside

I can picture it

Your bust

In my living room

Beholding…

Your likeness

Everyday

Forming you…

Remaking you…

Carving little hearts…

Little hearts

On the face

Of the finished

Canvas

That has now

Taken shape and…

And form

Resembling

Love in its purist

Form

Molding your

Appearance

Until…until

My hands tire

And…and

My arms fail me

Etching and engraving

Sketching and paving

Until finally…finally

I have you

Within grasp

Do you mind?

If once I have

Shaped you and…

And detailed you

If I…If I

Can shatter you

And…and

Mix you in…in

A cup that

Overflows with

Love, pleasure

Passion, bliss

Delight, happiness

Sensuality, sultriness

And…and

Absorb you

Swallow you

Relish you

Feed on you

Oh baby

Do you mind?