The_Fool
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Nope.
But we should test it, just to be certain.
Empirical data. I like it.
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Nope.
But we should test it, just to be certain.
Cloudy and I made love a week ago. It was hot. She said she wishes she could have children with me
Is that the kind of 'foolish' you were after, or have I missed the point?
Don't change for me
she thinks
undeserving
how much fetish is
for show
begging on her knees
he comes
dripping down her chin
I didn't bring a change of clothes tonight
impossible as it is
changing skin
Is the sound of glass crashing
the beginning or the end?
There is a time to fuck with the lights on.
There is a time to screw with the lights off.
Sex is not about the light, but about the lust.
Grime on the window just gets in the way
when I want to see her.
Dirty.
She does dirty in a way
that makes me want to turn my head away.
Almost.
Quite the cowgirl,
she can ride any horse.
Hips and lips that spread,
quite the show,
quite the sway,
quite the shaft.
As she puts her mount through its paces,
leaves me pacing,
wanting my turn
to ride
even in the car pool lane.
Her scream, shrill enough to break glass
shocks me breathless,
drop all my quarters.
I hear my breathing
but the glass is fogged.
So close to breaking out in a Mona Lisa smile.
Purse them baby,
and let me kiss you.
A single feature
that makes me breathe hard
and groan and moan and...
want you.
No momentary obsession,
just a snapshot, shock
of a desire.
Elegantly prurient,
especially when you talk low
and slow
and dirty,
about cocks and tits and pussy.
Smile for me baby.
She says,
"Any caress of yours would not be innocent."
Does it mar the conversation,
knowing my thoughts are discreetly
pressed against your breast,
feeling for the rise of your chest
as your breathe,
sensing the rhythm of your heart,
hoping to make it skitter and jump
as I take some lewd turn
in our oh so casual conversation?
Does it strain your smile
knowing I desire to feel your fancy,
sliding a finger inside as you sigh your smile
and laugh with your eyes?
It’s not as if I hide my desire,
pressed tangible into our embrace.
I guess I can no longer separate the passion
out. Nor do I want to.
So ponder with me
will you,
won't you.
Words come clear
when sitting in silence.
Sitting, sleeping
eyes open
while we kiss.
Kiss me, once again,
you fool.
Fool for love
without consequence,
suffer the consequences
of my desire
as I relish
ravishing you once again.
Yes. Again.
Let the storm roll
roll through your eyes.
Thunder crashing,
Or is that the book you were reading
before I felt the need
to taste you.
Tasting you,
sweet sex yielding to my tongue.
No way to say no
when gagged.
Shudder your emotion
once again.
Tears or not
on my pillow.
Just so long
as we find timeless
in time
for a moment.
Stiletto heels,
razor tongue,
scalpel nails.
Sharp erotic pose
complete with cone bra.
Wondering where her nipples fit
if she has nipples.
Or just another fembot bitch.
Doesn't matter,
I still have a point to make with her.