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Juices roll over my tongue,
her breath ragged,
chest heaving.
I feel her sweet nectar dripping
onto me as I drink
from the offered chalice,
unquenched.

In our erotic liaison
of perpetual keeps
I know that I am not alone
in this rippled ecstasy,
together priming passion’s juices.
Our sexual energy
pulsated with an undulating urgency
too intense
for any listener to make sense.
Convectional currents
slip-sliding through me
like soft ripples
as creases of wrinkled nouns
lay in solitude.

Words by:

MattNJake1 / Take It Away
MattNJake1 / Slither
shadowwolff69 / Her Pleasure Mine
shadowwolff69 / The Circle
Moonchild8 / Sex Charades
Talitha Ruatha / Where The Alpha Meets Nova
aMourningGlory / The Morning Fitting
Sugarmuser / Synchronized
MaryJaneBurns / freud woulda found u fascinating
Ruredernot32 / Soft Ripples and Hurricanes
rivergrey3 / An Age of Nude

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