My protoge Mariposa wrote a poem called WET that I linked to using my Facebook account. From the time she performed this piece at our monthly open mic D Arts Lime last month, I wanted to do a reply to it. Today I sat down and just flowed – so this is the finished collab. I hope you enjoy!
Mariposa: WET
I crave your
Kisses,touch,tickles
I look in the mirror and see you
Gyrating slowly behind me
Slapping with hand to ass
I inhale sharply
You snatch the pleasure away
I glare at you,you smile
Walk away from me
Frustrated I continue to shower
Pretending not to care
I sing loudly,eyes closed
A mouth takes my nipple
Suckling like a child starving
As if covered with chocolate syrup
I gasp with pleasure
Grasping your head
Again you laugh and move away
Sudsing and rinsing
I feel a sweet wetness
Slippery
First one then two
The sweetness of me was delicious
Then I bend to dry and then
Then
The invasion of
A heated
Pleasure stick
Bold and hard
Smoothly entering
My wet secret
The growl was yours
The groan was mine
As I rode u
Unstoppable
Untill I reach my climax
Sharp sweet never ending
Damn
You came on my back
My spasms resume
From the thrill
Of the heat
The sexy
The wetness pooling on my skin
Running into crevices
Meeting mine
Mixing
Precious juices.
Today will be
A wet one.
PassionPoet: HARD
Trickles
Then – a gush….
Rushing water flowing down
I follow the sound
And find you soaping:
Oblivious –
I decided to be devious
So I slipped my clothes off toward the floor
And cracked the door
You so intent you didn’t even hear the curtain move
So I smoothly started sliding behind you
Ass so inviting I gave it a slap or two…
Then I pulled away
Knowing that that play would make u pissed
And you would be so hot
The point would be missed….
That there was more cumming.
I noticed when you closed your eyes
Trying to block out the desire inside
My mouth closed down on hardened nipple
Just the way you like it – the ripple
Of desire nearly made you sink to your knees
But I am not done teasing
So I continued your torture
Slowly easing away
Again
This playing is making me stiff with desire
I don’t think I can keep conspiring against you
So as I watch you plumb your treasure
Fleeting fingers seeking pleasure
I slip my hardened member into you
And push through the pearly gates
Into Heaven
My seventh stroke started pleasure’s growl
Biting back my wolfish howl
I rode your clit for all it’s worth
Till the birth of our implosions
Implored me to pull clear
And I released myself there
Right on your exposed back
You’re right – today was wet
And that always gets
Me
Hard.
well man, you never cease to bring on the need for a very cold shower…smiles…aptly named too passion poet cause your words are full of it…and intense….
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😀 That’s the best compliment I’ve had all day 😀 thanks Brian! 🙂
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Why do I always feel the need to blush and read and turn away when I read your stuff. Damn! 🙂
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What? Innocent me? *blink blink* Whatever do you mean? 🙂
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yes… i always say yes…nicely done.. off to shower. thank you
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😀 Thanks Tracy 🙂
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Aww sookie sookie now! That my dear was the perfect response. *lights cigarette / takes Siberian shower*
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my thank you my love ❤ shall we retire to the shower? *grin*
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No comment…only a shower, A/C…and oh Gawd!!
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ROFL Glad to be of service, milady 😀
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Very very very tasty…. she says biting her lip
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hehehe …. Thanks …. I like when u bite ur lips… u look so sexy…. 😀
Check out the archives 🙂
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Um…yea…uh…words, words where are my words?! Good one…that’s all I can say at this time. *grabs towel n heads to shower…
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hehehehe 🙂 Glad you liked it hun 🙂
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Cool
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Thanks so much 🙂
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so wonderful my brother… true to your word you… “inhale words and exhale poetry…..”
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So glad to follow you here on WordPress… your work is exquisite… I shall definitely be reading more!
Thanks for the awesome comment; I appreciate you, brother!
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