I see you.
naked to the human eye.
more beautiful though you are left bare.
the way you smile and look back as you take punishment from behind.
you gasp over and over again.
my dick penetrate your spine.
a promiscuous arch.
the dark swallows you.
porcelain skin just glisten in the dark like glitter.
you take me in your mouth.
you swallow hard.
the salty aftertaste of kids.
I spank you again and again.
I take your breasts in my mouth.
tasting forever the high.
leaving me drunk for the millionth time.
there were no watchful eyes.
what you had was only for me.
your black long curly locks kissing my chest as you grind on top of me.
going frantic.
just losing your mind.
losing yourself.
your deep blue eyes with a love I never seen before.
as you tasted me again and again.
smiling admiring your work.
I was the canvas.
you were the artist painting me with your tongue.
a indelible curve.
the sweet taste lingering off your rosy pink natural lips.
I kissed you hard.
aching from the fear of pulling away too harshly as if you would break.
as I held you tight I held you close.
tiny thousand rainbow diamonds caressing your porcelain pale skin underneath the moonlight.
it was soft to the touch but even sweeter underneath my kiss.
you moaned.
you screamed.
you gasped.
living without my touch ached at your soul.
you needed a double dose of me.
dopamine filling your senses.
the serenading ache in your chest made you fall.
again and again oblivious to it all.
to majesty of love.
you felt it all jolting through your body.
this taste of your pussy so sweet I took the second dive.
the caress of your thighs as my head is buried in-between.
your ass whining as my hands burned you Red blistering.
again and again spanking you repeatedly but you are used to the abuse.
cries of daddy serenading my ear like a love song.
as you laid there resting comfortably as the anticipation of ravaging you again killed me.
your glasses fogged up laying lifeless on the nightstand.
you rolled over smiling knowing your body just left heaven and wanted another trip.
sleeping I know it was me in your head.
as I felt the sweet agony of i just fucked my best friend in my bed.
knowing the endless poems I wrote about you are far from the undead.
©darkmocha
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