God, I dream pretty
of my companion much.
Your cannot feel crappy
as our feelings touch.
If you could see
what my eyes behold
someone dear to me
who love says hold.
I love you who
succeeded by God's test
You must not rue
burdens upon your chest.
I kiss your hand
wrist, forearm and nape
as she wiggles and
giggle, she cannot escape.
Your beautiful breast is
suckled, as she smiles
red hard and miss
her eyes maunder awhile.
I never had buttocks
of a noble sort
my two small rocks
with dimples, I report.
Thats what they're for
to massage from aback
as your humor abhors
silly self doubt attacks.
As I reach out,
you jump and shake.
"Stop!" You suddenly shout
then my fingers take.
Naked undressing like clowns
exposing sagging and wagging
wrinkles crinkling smiling frowns
soap washing laughing ragging.
We melt into eyes
as I arise erect
pierced through youe thighs
my sword she protects.
Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari
Author notes
Night dream
I blush before rush
gush before dream's lush
beauty that does hush
my heart becoming mush.
One bead of sweat
rolls down dream nape
hot, steamy and wet
to nether lips agape.
My fingers knead, gore
as you I find
leading me upon tours
across your soft behind.
My Pledge
I, Mr. Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari, pledge my Foundation to halt child slavery activities including my charity, the Global Peace Film Festival, Inc., at www.peacefilmfest.org. I pledge moral support of legal, peaceful activities and my non-profit gifts offshore, onshore and globally, primarily with philanthropy from my personal investment to help halt all fraud, violence and scams hurting innocent children, women and families so help me God.
Abdul Tawala Ibn Ali Alishtari
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omgosh this was one HOTTTTTTTTTTTT Write weeeeeee I love it!!Very nicely done now!
Kari -
OH MINE!!
*fanning self after second reading that required a shower*
Very hot and deep indeed, my daughter is a lucky girl to have someone that adores her so much.
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So good...
I simply HAD to return for more.
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Too Sexy...
I can't be in here looking at this kind of hot *raw sensual* passionate sexy writing ya'll. I'm trying to be a good girl...This is too seductive for me. I need a fan...Oh my virgin ears -lol. We shan't recover from such girls.

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Abdul,
The poem is marvelous and speaks ages of passion.
It still amazes me how much we are alike in ways of the heart. it is good to see you have found an emotional muse which has made you more active in this realm, for we are both at that age where a truly fine woman with a supporting emotional capacity is so very important in dozens of ways. And as we both know sooo well, they are almost impossible to find...but once we do......ahhhhh...things do change no?
Peace and blessing to you and your family and muse
JD

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Methinks I have a little clue
As to who is now your muse
For she is one I choose to see
With much of raw sensuality


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Oh my....
Your words bringing heat
To every last reader.
Your passion can't be
measured by any meter.
You speak of a
passion so very unadulterated.
Tis a beautiful thing
destined to be mated.

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Inspiration is a joy...
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