ladyloves2jam
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Hello everyone 
You could say this is my first poem and i'm really not sure if it good or bad so i thought i would just take the chance and post it for some feedback.... please be gentle
The Forbiden Storm
I lay there in sand by the shore, as i feel a breeze blow over me like never before. It was the darkest of night, the winds blew high. I could see my lovers face start to appear before me in the sky. then I swore I heard his voice call to me in the wind, his voice was deep and full of lust that rushed through me like a bolt of lighting. I felt the need to sin. forced by nature my body starts to move, my mouth is soft, wet and with the sweet taste of morning dew. my fingernails trail down my soft pale neck. then handfuls of my breast with dark buds yearning for him to take. my hand glids slowly down lower between my milky thights, then moving like a tornado in the southern sky. I feel the storm approaching, as my body begins to shake. My moans ring loud like a siren during an earthquake, then sweet juices flow from my body like a enormous tidal wave. My passion filled moment without him again leaves me to cry for my love is forbiden, this is the worst feeling of all.

You could say this is my first poem and i'm really not sure if it good or bad so i thought i would just take the chance and post it for some feedback.... please be gentle
The Forbiden Storm
I lay there in sand by the shore, as i feel a breeze blow over me like never before. It was the darkest of night, the winds blew high. I could see my lovers face start to appear before me in the sky. then I swore I heard his voice call to me in the wind, his voice was deep and full of lust that rushed through me like a bolt of lighting. I felt the need to sin. forced by nature my body starts to move, my mouth is soft, wet and with the sweet taste of morning dew. my fingernails trail down my soft pale neck. then handfuls of my breast with dark buds yearning for him to take. my hand glids slowly down lower between my milky thights, then moving like a tornado in the southern sky. I feel the storm approaching, as my body begins to shake. My moans ring loud like a siren during an earthquake, then sweet juices flow from my body like a enormous tidal wave. My passion filled moment without him again leaves me to cry for my love is forbiden, this is the worst feeling of all.
