PART II of III
The glare from my set and the reflection from your body coincides
forming a vivid illusion...
a skyscraper more grand than any reality.
The bass of the radio preludes the intensity of each emotion
as snug words echo through each speaker.
Uninterrupted slow jams the sexual tension between us.
Even though not the artist, you paint the most beautiful mural of an intimate moon.
You are the solar eclipse I sure not miss...
and as a shooting star,
you are swift and steal a kiss.
That's when I know this is MY FANTASY excluding all the tricks.
Your velvet skin ignites the fire in my eyes
and tonight you are my cold night fireplace and summer night fireflies.
As a rose you unravel my bare minimum to see
the core of what my mother as given me.
Declared true, you see my femininity
and in the same commonality, you search through mounds of common ground to find my specificity
There you marvel at the passion of homosexuality...
Lesbian to lesbian,
Woman to woman.
The vast land oh so known,
but so obscurely understood by the masculine 'undertaker.'
This is the beginning of my FANTASY.
No stick, to avoid the jerking...
Tonight instead of manual,
emotions will automatically stimulate cruise control and our bodies will ride to the smooth tunes.
The lateral seesaw movement initializes our juices
and slowly squeezes our "ahhs" onto each other.
My rockies make you want to take each step slowly,
but the rush of a 'knockout' has you going full throttle.
I am in a Jacuzzi, enwrapped in warm vibrating bubbles
But its only the motion of our bodies mixed with sweat puddles.
Your attention to detail entices me and now you have my undivided desire for the so-called roads of intimacy.
The fulfillment of riding my melody excites me
and my nerves reciprocate by a succession of high notes.
Your legs spread and pelvis propped...
aligns your 'G' in just the right spot.
Watching the curve in your neck and the wave in your back
intensifies the throbs of my vagina.
With each bump, my FANTASY gets deeper
and I am deeper on my way to the top without you even going in!
I "oooo" softly and from the loud jerk in my composure
you realize I am about to find that of a squirrel's treasure
However, no matter the little penetration measured,
My actions attest to you, you hold the true pleasures...
And as my queen, my contentment lies in what you may have as YOUR acclaimed desires!
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