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Sex on Sundays...

Sex on Sundays...

We've gotta have enjoyment with our writings from time to time ????

Under these sheets,
You make me weak,
You caress and kiss, in just the right places,
As you nibble my ear and say my name,
It's sex on Sundays...
With leather and lace,
Your tongue, tickles my top lip,
Then upon my breast you gently lick,
Sliding down to my belly button,
As I breathe shortest of breath,
With excitement and exhilaration,
I'm so erotically charged!
With feelings of exploration,
It's you, I'm thinking of,
As you nibble my ear and say my name,
It's sex on Sundays...
With whips and chains,
You gently stroke my inner thigh,
I look up, I catch your pleasurable smile,
Under these sheets, naked and nowhere to hide,
Loving each other, on this perfect Sunday night...
With heads on the pillow,
Staring into your eyes,
We both felt the same,
Yes, sexually satisfied!

Oh how I love, sex on a Sunday...

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Richard Waters

SO, " Sunday " is....FUN DAY !!! Why would it not be ? Considering, permutations and perversions, within the " restful " or, " refreshing " metabolisms of " sanctifying " energy.....after, the cut and thrust of the hectic frantic. CATHARTIC, intrudes. It, transforms consternation to " constellation " pre-requisites, to reaffirm IDENTITY......within existing boundaries. Yes ?
What, more, has there to be.....in " light " of wearing labour in industry ? The " lethargic " " allegory ", is dispensed with, in favour of sensory overloads.Can, you see, fundamental visions, of the " heightened " perception ? In, all its MAJESTY ? :) I, believe it. I, sense, it. I, conform to its driving configurations, underpinning " primal " contexts. How, good, is that ? :) :)  
YOU GIVE. YOU, BREATHE....where, others " gasp ", to merely " survive " !!
YOU, DRIVE " HOME " THE LESSON, OF MATTER OVER SUBSTANCE. Of, content, over style.
You, write....FOR, FREEDOM. For, " flesh and bone " to co-inhabit the youthful, meticulous " order " of HIGHER MECHANICS..... to release the " worshipping " spirit of " certainty and complicity " !! How, special, is, " THAT " ? In, the course, of events. BRAVO !!! :) :) !! Nice, one.
XX

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