- Erotic Poetry
- The Sound of Jazz
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Sexily,
Slowly,
Sleepily,
Seductively drowning in a sea of
Rhythmatic,
Dynamic,
Orgamsic Notes.
Listening, touching,tasting,watching them dance across the smoke-filled room, glide into the core of my desire deliciously drowning themselves between my legs and Strokingthrobbingpoundingticklingquiveringwhisperingdrivingthrusting between my shivering thighs.Powerless to the moment of inevitability; the peak of desire; the apex of pleasure; the culmination of every feeling I have ever felt as they dance within me.
I close my eyes and cross my legs--not to keep the feeling out, but to hold the beat in--and you never know the sheer delight, the beauty.
As they
Dimly,
Delicately,
Deliberately start to fade into mere memories I relax...
Sexily.
Slowly.
Sleepily. &
Seductively back to the reality of the smoke-filled room.
