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Apples to Tarts

there you were
shoved in the bin
but not like the others
pale, sea foam skin
so lovely and thin
I can't wait
to slide under
peel back your
outer layer
sneak a taste
before
i turn you into
a proper tart

Bite of apple with juices
running down your chin
Saving the rest
for a steamy tart later
 
Hands hold your wrist overhead
bear down with strength to pin
your lust in place, as you rub
against my thigh
a smear of desire slides down the swell of my quad

A smirk lights my face as I ravage your flaunted chest , tounge laps at the base of your breasts as you squirm and wriggle

A giggle and clipped cry as I nibble on a nipple a quick flit before the heat of my breath works down to your navel, the swell of my bulging cock slides down your thigh rock hard rigidity tinged with the touch of soft flesh,

the tendons under my fingers vibrate a fury that rages,
ardent intention fires the desires deep inside you,
I tease in limbo between the want of your mouth and the demands of your pussy

my hand runs down the inside of your arm, the callouses on my palm rasp as didgets pass your shoulder and slide over to your lips, a finger gently follows the ridges and slips down yet further, apply gentle firm pressure squeze a moan from the home of acapella

Trace the oval shape of your core
oh to taste you in this state a hiss as I paint with licks and kiss the trail down to your pelvis line

My free hand deft and sure traces the ticklish place around your entrance where you will accept me inside.
a battering ram into willing want my tongue tastes as a serpent flickering stutter that makes you mutter
take me,

I part your folds to sup on your pearl as fingers find the way inside
devoured by your hunger,
smooth soft heat engulfs and swallows as your hips drive down on to penetration
then up onto clitoral stimulation

Your heat burns like a star , fingers stretch to
find a feel of g-spot inside, a rough ridge of pulse that tingles as my tongue mingles the taste of you.

can you dance on the verge as I urge you to cum, the precipice looms as every up, and every down flays the frayed edges of your exstacy,

it's all organic baby
those oh's you groan
the tone you
yes

slow
waves show
how close you
are to flow over
that slope slips
crashes
as hips mash lush liquid

I drink of your essence
before fast penetration
with ankles
that rest on my shoulders

eyes meet as I sliide
deep, cries beat my ears

consumed swallowed in the rivers mouth
that flows into an ocean
and this is divinity
forgive me if I think God is between your thighs
and I wish to sacrifice at the alter
my sweat,
my breath,
my heart beat
my seed .

Insanely beautiful
 
the railway cutting

and looking back, I wonder who they were
or if they knew themselves or if we know now
the couple that left the road and took separate paths
wading through the yellowing waves of meadow grass
meandering beneath the bergs of cumulus clouds
a seemingly endless drift towards the horizon's edge
fissures rippling through the breathless air

the cleft landscape, the place of the rendezvous
where once the railway cut through
connecting this nowhere to somewhere
but now it's used on occasions such as this
when the chill of the evening bites
on the bend where the hawthorns give shelter
here the squawk of the crow gave her song
black folds against the pressing sky

the mute air swollen in her throat
her eye's jewelled accumulation welled and spilt
her modesty might have objected, to keep taboo
as they conspired and silently laundered lies
pained with rancour of the evening's brute utility
oppressed by the dimming light and fussing gnats
they returned like strangers towards the road

The sounds you utilize in this piece are sensational
interlocking in twos and threes, knew, know, now .
Paths, waves, grass, etc

Conspired, silently laundered lies!!!!!

Damn good in my opinion
 
I'm six foot two, what
am I supposed to do but
use your head as coaster
When you blow me......
 
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