Midnight Poetry Express

Submission.


Poesía expreso de medianoche.


From among my dreams I feel delicious caresses.

I wake up feeling as if your delights are invading me.

I see you on top of me, claiming that I loved you with passion,

How can I deny the intrusion when I feel this sensation?

I undress for myself and contemplate your beautiful curves,

It's lovely to see how my kisses disturb you.

And I invade every portion of your savory neck

Clamping my teeth in such passionate ravaging.

I feel as if your words are bursting, asking for more.

You'll be the prisoner of my passions; I know you can't

Resist the touch of my hands with much docility

In the most sensitive areas of your delicious intimacy.

Don't say anything else, I need to be inside you

And reach heaven in the deepest part of your feeling.

Devouring your breasts at the rhythm of my heart

And feeling that I am your man without any comparison.

You're not informed that I need more of your body,

A single time inside you is not enough and I refuse.

Longings have returned to me with a greater desire for you,

I want to do it to you once more before having to leave.

This time I'm leaving all the work to your art,

I know in your thoughts you want to strip me bare,

Having me tied to the bed and feeling that I'm not your lover

But rather you, submissive of the turn, suffering incessantly.



Lovers of the Night
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Erotica


Your ear is mine, you're caught in my whispers.

Get closer, my love, this isn't a dream,
Feel my hands on your body without walls.
You are the delicious body I own.

And my hands grasp your sinuous waist,
As delicious as your lips and texture
Make me lose myself in the sea of your mouth,
You're my little one and there are few like you.

Let me kiss your neck over your clothes,
Show you my passion to burn.
And tear off your shirt without delicacy,
To rub your cherry-scented breasts.

I take a second to contemplate you,
Your sculpted body is all art.
The light on your face is so captivating.
You're the governor of my thoughts.

You're yummy and savory,
Just thinking about it makes me luxurious.
Feeling that you're mine and I'm making company
And marking your body before the day ends.

And here you are next to me, eager for you,
Your body is already hot from feeling so much.
The caresses I gave you have their effect
Not just on you but also on my erect member.

Look at me, I won't ask permission,
Feel my concise penis inside you.
Let the moan escape towards my ears
As I bite your neck with my canines.

Clandestine passion is what surrounds us,
Your body is a victim of all my odysseys.
Inside you, the heat becomes suffocating,
I wish to be like this for the rest of the night.

The minutes pass like our sweat
As I ask for more and I give it to you.
Our insistent gazes cross,
The reason for my passions is what accuses you.

And from my member once again I feel you arriving,
Yes, I'm a good lover, you can't keep quiet about it.
I know these are touching the sky with your hands,
I touch every part of your body like an artisan.

Now I just need to complete the task with my caresses.
This is how I appreciate the body that you offer me.
I'll let you rest and recover your breath.
Because the night is long and there are still my kisses left.



The need.


poetry


And I can't take it anymore, I need to breathe,
Hold you in bed, make love and sweat together.
Because the taste of your lips is sin,
Mixed with our kisses, I'm in a drugged state.

Feeling like I'm your man in silence,
You'll always be mine, in your moans I fall so hungry.
To feel on your lips the note of truth,
While I muffle your desires in bites of brutality.

Trying to breathe before reaching the end,
Naked against the wall, it's impossible to keep morals.
Giving yourself to another man for pleasure,
Because you know that's the only way to feel like a woman.

And you want to finish knowing you're unfaithful,
You feel like pleasure is running through your body in decibel form.
Because they touch you perfectly,
With my hands on your breasts and my member penetrating your silence.

Until we're both lying on the floor,
Always loving each other behind closed doors, feeling exhausted.
Remembering what you felt during
All the time you spent alone with your lover.



Thanks for reading me. Lucass

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