poem_158_Sex_Sensations

Smell the air

of passion and concupiscence



Taste the juices

sweetened with want



Touch the body

which perspired with desire



Hear the sounds

of pleasure peaking higher



See the expressions

that keep us going



And forever will be

the sex entity





Inspired by: Sensations

Created on: December 8, 2006 - 23:54

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Mmm sex sensations... PAINFUL ones... er, huh, eh, what was I doing?, oh yes, I was gonna critique this poem! But you probably already know what I'm gonna say - how good it is, how much I enjoyed reading it, all that stuff that I really mean but don't wanna say in case you think I'm becoming boring!

TAAvSM X

PS. When I went off into another world thinking about painful sex sensations, I was NOT thinking of painful sex (I don't - and can't - 'do' sex), I was talking about pain, and the sexual gratification I get from receiving it... hmm, nice thoughts again... "God Thia Alisha" - talking to myself now - "you really MUST stop talking so inappropriately to people who really probably DON'T want to hear you go on about your sexual variation"!).