Something in the air (graphic content)

I wordlessly declare you are the hottest woman breathing air
Even in your simplest movements my reason leaves me bare
Does your beauty grow brighter with the fading summer light?
We walk beside the fragrant pine that seem to wait for you tonight
Full moon shimmers on the sleeping lake and cool is your satin skin
Water lilies float so still and the lonely loon is calling
Pleasant is the sound of your voice in casual conversation
For every thought your lips extol seem to carry a lovers’ invitation
Speaking words that weaken knees and cause my heart to quicken
We kiss,
Something in the air sparks the light of passion
Naked moving skin on skin sand clinging, heating the cool wind
My tongue creep like a scorpion between your silken parted thighs
The creatures of the night seem silent by your breathless cries
My throbbing phallus is taken in your mouth with such barbaric haste
Gathered and held firm for your rough touch and rapid sucking pace
Moving velvet tongue wrap around my grateful throbbing flesh
Soft blue eyes turn beams of light flashing at me reckless
So driven by lust but you now hesitate
Sensing the release I long for, you make me wait
You take me back from that point of no return
And smile in playful satisfaction
At my desperate look of protestation
Your inward hunger offers me no mercy
As you feed on vein raised skin more earnestly,
Teasing and tasting as you blissfully devour
Eyes close tight but I can feel your pull and primal power
Holding back the surging stream with all your carnal might
Desperately your hand is wrapped around and squeezing tight
Until suddenly my ecstasy you can no longer suppress
Freedom is a pearl white necklace hanging down your breasts.
Then the stars seem more alive with the loud cricket’s band
As we try to gather our belongings, searching barefoot in the sand.
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Wowsa, nice write dearest Curtis,
"Freedom is a pearl white necklace hanging down your breasts.
Then the stars seem more alive with the loud cricket’s band
As we try to gather our belongings, searching barefoot in the sand"
(beachfront raunchy), love it, well done, love to you nardine xx
Wow Curtis, sex in the sand.....very visual, and tastefully thought out, and explicitly sublime.....loved it my friend......tony
Curtis
Good work, very bold expressions and to depictions. My five stars too
Love & regards
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Dear Curtis,
I was bit hesitant to respond to your verse, because, sometimes, the Poet may assume something, the other end may misinterpret differently, moreover, the so called friends will also instigate certain misconceptions, Since, I know you and your writings, I marked my five star vote.
A TRUST is always a TRUST. Most of the writers are like SAINT Thomas, who even did not trust Lord Jesus initially.Good luck and may God Bless.
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Dear Curtis,
I intend to appreciate your above verse in my POET'S PEN. Do you have any objections for it ?
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI