Poem: Succubus Submission

Oh now it’s clear that you pretend,
that all I’ll be is just a friend.
You wear that dress and then you bend;
I catch a glimpse and then ascend.

You play this game oh so sweetly
and give my looks so discreetly.
Ever enthralled so completely,
no time left to go on meekly.

Pull me close feel my hard embrace
guiding you firmly into place.
Kisses drowning down neck and face,
this is too slow, step up the pace.

First your dress slides across the floor,
then all the rest of what we wore.
Raw naked skin that we adore;
now let’s indulge in sweet amour.

Oh sweet wantonness unleashed;
indulgent rush and sweet release.
There’s no sense in only teasing
when the doings much more pleasing!

Poem: Pleasant Little Bit…

(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is  a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy!  Here is Poem #3…back on track)

 WARNING: This Poem is not my usual PG language…sometimes lust makes us angry and oh so sorry! Continue reading