Delicacy

There is so much ugliness in the world today. It overwhelms you, disgusts you and detracts from your perfection. 

I will be the beauty that diverts you from it. A muse to help you ruminate the delicacy of life.

With silky waves of gold and bronze, cascading around my soft, pale shoulders.

With cherry lips, curved in a pouty smile, and the curious tongue to wet them.

With clear turquoise eyes, that glimmer and shine, lined with curled lashes, entrancing you with my sultry wink.

With the sweet, pink blush that rises over my cheekbones, lighting my skin from within in my arousal.

With soft, heavy breasts peaked with velvety, pink pebbles, taught and begging for attention.

With the pleasant, hourglass shape of my frame, enhanced by my posture, as I own my femininity.

With strong, bare arms to control my delighting hands and gratifying fingers, all too eager to please and enchant.

With the curve and dip of my lower back, and glorious, round lift of my derriere, beguiling you with just a sway of my hip.

With the tapered, luscious thighs that beg to be parted, raising my calves on polished tip toe.

With the sweet, moist folds that divert all attention to the intoxicating pleasure which resides within my core.

I’ll stand before you, lips parted, glowing with desire, and impatient with need.

I won’t let the news keep you low, I will lift you up with my passion and lust.

I won’t let the world weigh on you, I will pluck it off with my love and kisses.

I won’t let the flaws of society hold you back, I will soothe and cover them with my devotion and affection.

Take in my naked loveliness and allow nature to take over.

Inhale the scent of my skin and allow your animal instincts to kick in.

Absorb my radiating arousal and allow attraction to course through you.

Touch me, feel me, kiss me, lick me, bite me, smack me, grab me, take me.

This is all that matters, you’ll see.

The delicacy after all, is me!

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14 thoughts on “Delicacy

  1. Ohhhhhh, geez mel, This is so lovely. Could you write something about a tall brunette for me PUHLEASE??? I promise to write something involving furniture for you :).

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  2. Whew Mel, you tapped into a special place with this post! Your man has no hope of resisting…not that the thought would even cross his mind anyway! 🙂 This was so sensual and erotic…

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      1. Haha! I’m too buzzed to write at the moment so I thought I would catch up on some reading from my favorite erotic writers…I’m ruminating over your “Pearl Necklace” post at the moment. 🙂

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      1. The irony of the workshops is that you go there to get comfortable with your body. I was the largest person in the room. I knew I would be when I signed up. It was terrifying. My palms were sweaty going up in the elevator. I left feeling like a beautiful woman that had nothing to hide.
        Do it scared and uncomfortable… Just go anyway. I’ll go with you.

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