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Word play…

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July 11, 2021

Crush

hush

feel the rush

a kiss

such bliss

heartbeat miss

caressing

undressing

your body’s such a blessing

your my one addiction

I’m suffering an affliction

babe I’m in your jurisdiction

my body’s singing a benediction

I need you with such conviction

just a little more friction

work me like a magician

I need you harder need you more

pressed against the wall spread on the floor

desire flowing from every pore

setting us on fire from my core

you hum in pleasure as you explore

your my one that I adore

you slow take your time each second of pleasure

teasing me at your leisure

look at me like I’m a treasure

you smile and slow it down

you call me queen but your my crown

you spiral my body a sexual meltdown

you set slow passionate fire to my soul

pleasure engulfs me whole

moans beyond control

we started in twilight

and now it’s pure night

we need to get some sleep before it turns bright

a soft loving kiss your arm wrapped around

in you I am found

we give in until our soft even breathing the only sound….

.x.

Not the kind of ending I wanted but to keep doing end words that rhyme… too many. But a little word play. What do you think?

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~ Rhyming…. ~

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August 27, 2014

Laying here
feel so raw,
Step in through hole
inside of floor,
Been here before
but don’t remember the door,
This place ain’t magic
anymore,
Inside the door
a heart stands in the room,
Multifaceted it gleams
a jewel in the gloom,
Pulsating quietly
boom boom boom,
Gravity spins
impending doom,
Knife in my hand
slice the heart step inside,
Here is proof
that someone lied,
I see the secret I
need to hide,
The tears of an ocean
have been cried,
Everything’s going
on the slide,
With a gush I find I’m
somewhere new,
This must be a dream
it can’t be true,
Falling falling
into the blue,
Paper planes so many
overhead they flew,
They chase they chase
but I avoid them phew,
In a cave I look
at what someone drew,
These drawings span a life
as it unfold,
A story being read
but still untold,
Someone that’s been hurt
and not been consoled,
But they’ve learnt to breath again
a sight to behold,
Like so many out in the world
brave and bold,
We watch them the young
we watch them the old,
Hey look a rhyming poem
i’ve told I’ve told!!!!