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✍️Late nite play and a poem I just composed...
💋
Sensual shivers crawl down my spine...
Sanctimonious sighs causing tingles between my thighs.
In the depths of my soul is the only sanctuary where the truth lies.
But I have no lies...
That touch, that voice speaks my language, caresses every inch of my being.
Soft lips, does that kiss really carry a promise?
Yet...Nothing is a promise.
Our intertwined souls, are revived amongst the depths of sensory and play.
How uncanny we dance this game in the shadows of pleasure and pain...
 
✍️Late nite play and a poem I just composed...
💋
Sensual shivers crawl down my spine...
Sanctimonious sighs causing tingles between my thighs.
In the depth of my soul is only sanctuary where the truth lies.
But I have no lies...
That touch, that voice speaks my language, caresses every inch of my being.
Soft lips, does that kiss really carry a promise?
Yet...Nothing is a promise.
Our intertwined souls, are revived amongst the depths of sensory and play.
How uncanny we dance this game in the shadows of pleasure and pain...

Beautiful pic and nice poem!
 
✍️Late nite play and a poem I just composed...
💋
Sensual shivers crawl down my spine...
Sanctimonious sighs causing tingles between my thighs.
In the depths of my soul is the only sanctuary where the truth lies.
But I have no lies...
That touch, that voice speaks my language, caresses every inch of my being.
Soft lips, does that kiss really carry a promise?
Yet...Nothing is a promise.
Our intertwined souls, are revived amongst the depths of sensory and play.
How uncanny we dance this game in the shadows of pleasure and pain...
You’re an incredible poet. So honest, so exposed, it’s erotically haunting.
 
✍️Late nite play and a poem I just composed...
💋
Sensual shivers crawl down my spine...
Sanctimonious sighs causing tingles between my thighs.
In the depths of my soul is the only sanctuary where the truth lies.
But I have no lies...
That touch, that voice speaks my language, caresses every inch of my being.
Soft lips, does that kiss really carry a promise?
Yet...Nothing is a promise.
Our intertwined souls, are revived amongst the depths of sensory and play.
How uncanny we dance this game in the shadows of pleasure and pain...
Absolutely stunning
 
✍️Late nite play and a poem I just composed...
💋
Sensual shivers crawl down my spine...
Sanctimonious sighs causing tingles between my thighs.
In the depths of my soul is the only sanctuary where the truth lies.
But I have no lies...
That touch, that voice speaks my language, caresses every inch of my being.
Soft lips, does that kiss really carry a promise?
Yet...Nothing is a promise.
Our intertwined souls, are revived amongst the depths of sensory and play.
How uncanny we dance this game in the shadows of pleasure and pain...
Beautiful poem and beautiful pic! Thank you for sharing these inspiring works!
 
✍️Late nite play and a poem I just composed...
💋
Sensual shivers crawl down my spine...
Sanctimonious sighs causing tingles between my thighs.
In the depths of my soul is the only sanctuary where the truth lies.
But I have no lies...
That touch, that voice speaks my language, caresses every inch of my being.
Soft lips, does that kiss really carry a promise?
Yet...Nothing is a promise.
Our intertwined souls, are revived amongst the depths of sensory and play.
How uncanny we dance this game in the shadows of pleasure and pain...
Both are beautiful.😘
 
Seeing as you’re big fans of poetry in this thread, and the creator is indeed a fine poet - I was wondering if anyone would be interested in this concept:

A thread of cringe inducing poetry written in our angsty teenage years? I reckon we could all have a good chuckle at eachother
 
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