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#sundayrepost (Edited the original version) Delicious Fire burning through my soul, as my white wings are ripped from my back.
Can I tempt you to one night,. A soirée under the candle light,. Just one, I'm asking for no more,. Take me in your arms and lead me to the dance floor,. Our final dance or maybe our first,.
and so it goes, hot with fever, wet with fate... You throw an open wing around me, tell me there's 'something' about me, ask me why there's sadness in my eyes.
Like the sun. You make me burn. With a heat. That reigns. It's destructed. Like forest fire. Yet it owns me. I need it. It feeds me. A warmth. A glow. It invokes me. Addictive. I breath you in.
#colourchallenge #ravishmered Some may call it 'scarlet', The colour of stirred blood, The splashing liquid of the vein, Pouring from flesh; a flood.
#colour. Adult(ish) theme. That cheeky little. Ruby smile. Those luscious lips. That drive me wild. That twinkle. In those brown big eyes. With a knowing look. You get your rise. That sexy break.
I am what I am. What you see is what you get. Strip me down naked. I pose no threat. Material inhibits me. Prevents my bodies emancipation. I want it to sing acapella. Voice it's total liberation.
Aphrodisiac's a food,drink or drug, to stimulate sexual attraction. Used for mutual enjoyment, to enhance erotic activities to distraction.
#movement Fingertips dance, and trace the poetry of your emotion. Light, with gentle caress, they move soft, with tender tones To trace peaks and valleys of hungry bones.
Vintage glamour, wrapped in sophistication. Whipping the audience into a frenzy of anticipation. A little bit of naughty, a little bit of spice. Taking it real slow this is a performance to entice.
Passion is arousing. Passion is breathtaking. Passion is crimson. Passion is desire. Passion is like electricity. Passion is fiery. Passion is gorgeous. Passion is a hunger. Passion is Intense.
#summer Here on my back Pressed between sea and sky I am beloved of Summer.
#nightdwellers Tapping on the window Raking on my skull Can't you feel it drumming With the laughing of the gulls Itching - Twitching Clawing to get out Tearing up Inside of...
A pair of dangling earrings. Six rings upon your hands. Two dainty necklaces on your neck, Does not escape this man. Red polish on your nails and toes. Eyeliner on your brow.
One day, When I am older I will sip From a champagne glass And then wipe the stain My lipstick has made Off the rim With my thumb When I am older, I will break the hearts Of many adoring men And...
Sensuality is felt from the soul not something you just expose. Basics can be learned but the feeling will be something to yearn.
Slowly engulfed by wet, crimson lip Igniting the tip of my lust. The pulse of music beats in our chests, Hers rises on the inhale, nipples bloomed.
As things are getting hotter. It may get all too much. I know a place to cool. I'll surrender to its touch. Blue beauteous waterfall. Existing in my mind. You are there with me.
One of my first re written for #household ..................................................
#nightdwellers. As daylight fades from the land the dusk takes over, turning to night. Come my darling and take my hand, I'll show you it's pleasurable delights.
A beauty she was. No one could deny. She could make. A grown man cry. A graceful air. Follows as she goes. Who she is. Nobody knows. An enigma she is. To whom cross her path. A serene warmth.
K inky in crutchless. N aughty in black. I nsatiable in any colour. C aptivating in lace.
Some like it hard Some like it slow Some like it deep Or in any hole Some like it rough Some like it with passion Some like using bondage Or some like it in the old fashion.
When I look at you My eye must always settle On your skin. Parts are flushed with Joy or sexuality And now, embarrassment. There are long, smooth Strokes of flesh Soft as compliments And flirtation.