and on the tides your luscious scent travels.
Many survivors will surely depart,
on the sandy shores their thoughts will unravel.
Amidst the colored skies, of blues and grays,
a passion of the waves will kiss the skies.
Within a silk-laced teddy, she sways,
across the soft waves of passionate cries…
Tenderly her ivory skins on fire,
sizzling atop these waters she glides.
Beneath or above these waves there’s desire,
in which all fall prisoner to her strides.
Heated her eyes of the darkest of browns,
can sure captivate any man around.
Upon this eve, she arrived feeling hot,
so within the winds she drifted to shore.
Her hands to her side she is at her spot,
where passions being perfectly explored.
Dark hair of a raven, now gently flows
within the mist of her storm she’s set free.
Laying close within his arms he now knows,
this perfect Goddess fits him so nicely.
Revealing skin as she loosens the straps,
her breasts are now beautifully exposed.
Nipples nice and taut, she straddles his lap,
face to face kisses, his manhood had rose.
His hands settled right above her warm hips,
as he pressed forward, sucking her hot lips.
As the wind blew, and they got lost in trance,
his hands moved rapidly, above her waist.
Seductively they played with romance,
when his palm passionately held her face.
Her hands had drifted below; she caresses
the growth rising against her white teddy.
Soft moans escape, as she now undresses
the man beneath her, as she gets ready.
Misting, the skies opened up, rain hits shore,
every heartbeat rapidly pounds within.
Seeking his face, longing for something more.
he spreads sweet petals, letting himself in.
Tenderly arching, she follows his drive,
releasing a storm within her loves hive.
Bronze trophy winner
Adding your comment:
Ted E
my sweet side kick you are the Queen of poetry
winner wrote all over it
