AmmyRoos

I caress your skin with verses of passion, I awaken your senses, excitement flows. Your lips, sweet fruits, in my mouth they melt, bodies intertwine, in a deep and fiery dance. My hands on your back, they explore every corner, with each caress turning on the flame of our union.. Desire echoes in whispers in the ear, we give ourselves completely, in meaningless pleasure. And in the ecstasy of the moment, our bodies melt, two souls in the dance, of a love that is never confused. Thus, between verses and sighs, our truth is revealed, exploring sensuality, in this poem of intimacy.

I've been surprised by the beauty of their couch length seen from profile. Even on a woman, that would have been a long and fine cou. But its dimensions don't give the feeling of being exaggerated. It had a beautiful natural shape. The finesse of his courbure was indescribable..

Black manic hair! What are you doing? That you plow through a thousand winding curves framed in your beautiful eyes let me say that sometimes I would like to play with them in all shapes and forms pulling and shouting and then caressing them until from your mouth a subtle I love you comes out

Two bodies face to face, sometimes there and two waves and the night is ocean. Two bodies face to face sometimes, two stones and the night of the desert. Two bodies face to face sometimes are roots in the night. Two bodies face to face sometimes, they are knives and the night is light. Two bodies face to face are two stars that fall in a blank sky. ​

I'm thinking about your gender. Simplify the heart, I think of your sex, in front of the mature girl of the day. I feel the happiness button, it's in season. And an old feeling dies degenerated into a brain. I think of your sex, groove more prolific and harmonious than the belly of the shadow, though death conceives and stops from God himself. O Conscience, I think yes to the free brute who loves where he wants, where he can. Oh honey, twilight scandal. Oh silent roar. Odumodneurtse!

Tonight I left the window open so that my thoughts would fly, and I drew suns in the night sky so that they light your steps when you arrive. And I weaved tremors in your flowers and in your veins, I stripped you of times where you could break, I drank lightly the poison of your parallel legs and in the sea of your hips I was captain. I murmured ardor and vigils, I was a sentinel, In the wounded hour my name was a talisman, poor prey of your hungry mouth, sincere sample of this dark guardian. I painted your lips with colors, your hives, your corners scented with white orange blossom, I built promises with storm splinters and by your body, like the wind, I let myself be carried away.

In the same time, the other hand slowly spread its legs and began to climb the old path she had traveled so many times in the dark..

Her body only exists where he touched her, otherwise she was smoke.

 

I looked at your hands and made up stories of flutters on my breasts, of very soft friction between my thighs. Instantly petals and feathers came in an unexpected rain to wet my senses. Thus I learned to be eternally thirsty for honeycombs, while I looked at your hands. Reared my desire was tangled between your fingers while a warm sea bathed me in a windless dawn.

 

Réveille-moi comme ça, avec mon corps croustillant avec un désir révolté with the promise of your return With the essence of our desires, with the distance of your smile, with your chagrin neglected, with the profusion of our agonies. Later, I will savor the solitude of my hours, those who do not understand the hours, knowing what I keep in me all your wet souvenirs.

 

 

I keep falling towards you, while you sink into my body, I want to avoid my kisses, soak up caresses, be reborn with the moon, hug the sun, without fear of love, the stench of a sleeping heart burning its feelings trying to live for today, breathing is controlled, feelings absorbed, Opening the doors of simple pleasure, warm and wet connection, festering mouths fucking the sublime of the doors of hedonism without cynicism I masturbate through your scent.