Monday, May 10, 2010

Implode

Implosion

Why can’t we skip past the foreplay
Skip the small talk until your lips part with nothing to say
You’re exhausted over emotion
Before my hands coats your body like lotion
You had no problem letting me have your body
Holding back your heart
I tell you, you got me
That’s where the battle start.
You’re leaning on the bed
Arms widely spread
Legs over my shoulder
Grabbin my head, im taking over
Back arch
As your lips part
Dripping
As I’m sippin
Whats released
Moans rise, silence decrease
Sheets wrinkle, against your hands
My conviction went against your plans
You wanted to make me wait
Your body didn’t participate
In that decision
So its overwritten
As your moan “ like that”
“Right there”
Touching your spot as my tongue disappear
Into the mountains of folds
Faster, faster it moves until you explode
Closing tightly the move was bold
Ice wet my lips, so your lips cold
Stroking your thighs is the code
Time to make you implode

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