Chill in the air does not compare,
To the state you keep me in, unaware.
Check and watch the minutes pass,
Sweet girl… Tingle… Oh, at last.
Clench and wonder about my needs,
Imagining, perhaps, forced to my knees.
Sigh and wait, longer still,
If only patience came in a pill.
At last, whispered words fill me up,
But I don’t think I’ll ever get enough.
Always dripping, wanting more,
Your mess, Your bitch, Your little whore.
Make me beg for your every tease,
Tell me, exactly, how to please.
I accept every command,
Desperately long for your reprimand.
Share with me your deepest desire,
I will light that engulfing fire.
Tie me, take me, terrify me…
Release the beast, please, oh please?
Blinding passion, pleasure and pain,
You lavish upon me, like hot, sweet, rain.
Suck you or fuck me, buried deep,
From my little holes, you will seep.
Ravish me ’til I flop like a doll,
Sated and replete, I will sprawl.
That feeling, of actually filling with light,
It holds me and keeps me, through the night.
Because of the sweetness you coat me with,
That tender hope that is your gift.
Tingle, giggle, sigh and breathe,
Oh, sweet Daddy… You’re what I need.
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It cannot get any hotter than this Missy.
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Thank you, Sir!
Glad you enjoyed it, Marcus!! 😉
Always a gift when your words fly.
“Suck you or fuck me, buried deep, From my little holes, you will seep.” Sooo HOT!!! This was an erotic explosion!
In the words of Brady LAWD LAWD LAWD have mercy
I have read a lot of erotic poetry….. But i just wanna say one thing…If one can find his heaven through erotic poetry …. I just found mine . Period !
Wow! What a compliment, and a reblog on top of it. Thank you very much, Sir.
Thank you Mademoiselle. The pleasure is all mine
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I have read a lot of erotic poetry but this is awesome. It completely sums up the whole thing. Thanks Mel for this gorgeous post. If one can find his heaven in erotic poetry , I just found mine .