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The Masterpiece...

The Masterpiece...

The Masterpiece...

Within the passion of your kiss I feel your soft sweet lips, 
I caress your skin so gently with my loving fingertips.
I hear your cries of mercy and it stirs my very soul, 
Your body is soft putty, a masterpiece for me to mould.

Frantic grasping touches mixed with loving longing sounds, 
Strokes of wanton desire wrapped in passion that surrounds.
Trembling with such emotions that only fans the flames, 
Content within our being, we embrace these lovers games.

Pressure from my hands as now I begin to play, 
Tremours of desire rip right through us as we lay.
Your breath it is suspended as my tongue now travels far, 
It gives such a sweet sensation and you shine now like a star.

We are lost within the moment as our bodies do compress, 
An electrifying sensation, your skin pressing on my chest.
The wetness of your tongue feels the prescence of my heat, 
Our bodies are on fire as the two of us do meet.

There is a desperate hunger that is fueling both our needs, 
As two lovers come together both now desperate to feed.
Taking all my passion, wanting, feeling only me, 
The joy it is transcended, we become all that we can be.

I hear your longing whimpers, the smiling face of you I see, 
Watching as you writhe below, you lock your gaze on me.
Clutching fingers tightly there's heat and passion in this room, 
Your eyes can see right through me, in you I long to be comsumed.

Pounding hearts beat faster, beads of sweat begin to drop, 
Lost within a moment neither one of us can to stop.
I bite your lip as we kiss and pull upon your hair, 
Our bodies move in rythm in the steamy humid air.

The moment is upon us cries of passion grip us now, 
As within each thrusting motion we release not knowing how.
As we lay within each other we remember what has been, 
Gazing into each others eyes, the dream it was so keen.

Within the passion of your kiss, I felt your soft sweet lips, 
I caressed your skin so gently with my loving fingertips.
I heard your cries of mercy and it stirred my very soul, 
Your body was soft putty a masterpiece that I did mould...

Spread the love... The peace will follow... 

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John Wightman

Second verse third line should read... "Trembling with such emotions that only feeds upon our lust." yet the word lust has been replaced with the word desire. I've tried changing it but to no avail... Perhaps the internet is critiquing my stuff as I post it... 

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John Wightman

OK, I changed it... Are we happy now???  All because of a word... Take the word dust and replace the d with an l and you will see what a tough censorship this site has... 

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Susan O'Reilly

Hi John this is new there bringing in an only adult section soon so cosmo can be accessible to all there are a few teething problems with it they've changed a few of my words today as well if you edit it and get in touch with them they should fix it as you want it read my winning poem from June and you will see they are quite broad-minded just have to try and stick to internet rules great poem by the way much enjoyed cheers Susan x

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John Wightman

Thanks for that Susan. Creation will find a way around any problem... We adapt and the message is heard... 

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