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eternal erotic night


Author: stormyskye
ASL Info:    25/ f/new mexico
Elite Ratio:    5.46 - 209 /170 /30
Words: 671
Class/Type: Poetry /Passion
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i did not write this poem... and i cant find the author to thank him/her for the this masterpiece. i know its a little long but the content and passion is amazingly written. i would love to find the author and pick their brain. if anyone knows who wrote this let me know. i dont remember where i found it either.


eternal erotic night




He awatis me in the evening light
A vision of darkness is this angel
Of the night
Lips full and sensuous...
Eyes black as coal
Seduction is his mission,
Possession his goal.

He calls to me softly,
Whispering my name,
Wanting me to join him,
Playing his mind game.
Sending me his thoughts,
His wants,
His desires,
Making me ache for his delicious erotic fires.

I close my eyes trying to block out the sound.
But I find myself weakening,
Entranced,
Spellbound.
His voice lures me outside,
Towards his presence,
His eyes gazing into mine
With a burning brilliance.

I try to look away,
But I feel his amorous allure,
Then he smiles and i'm lost,
Demure,
Unsure.
He laughs softly,
Amused by my unease,
Speaking ever so tenderly,
His one wish to please.

His caressing touch,
Sets my soul ablaze.
As I fall victim to his entancing ways
My resistance melts,
As he places a kiss
Upon my quivering lips,
Oh what bliss!

He invades,
Teases,
And explores,
As his tongue tastes,
Savores,
Adores.
Moaning my mind tells me to pull away,
But my emotions take over,
Wanting only to stay.

His lips move along a very flushed cheek,
Traveling down,
A new target they seek.
I cannot think,
I'm dazed,
Breathless.
Stuggling to stay focused,
Feeling helpless.

Once again he whispers softly in my ear,
Knowing just he right words I long to hear.
I am lost in his attentivness,
Enthralled by his voice,
Aware that he is in control,
That I have no choice.

He lays me down in a moonlight glen,
And slowly starts to seduce me again.
Clothing is shed,
Inhibitions wane,
As he uses his tongue to drive me insane.

I cry out feeling his tongue works it's way,
Along an inner thigh,
A tantilizing fore-play.
Lingering there,
Licking my moist sheen,
Wandering hisway towards what lies between.

Gasping,
Moaning,
I feel his tongue enter,
Slipping ever so skillfully
Into my liquid center.
Arching my hips,
i show him my rapture.
Purring soflt,
As he delights in his capture.

He gazes up briefly,
With a wicked grin,
And then continues to draw forth
My juices from within.
The bittersweet anguish raging through me,
Brings on a slient cry to end this agony.

He pulls away,
Leaving me at ecstasy's door,
And I reach out to him
Begging for more.
He complies, As he leans forward,
Claiming a breast,
Urging me onward.

My body spasms as he gently nibbles,
On my now taunt and hardening nipples.
His hands trace a pattern of lust,
Along my skin,
Our eyes making contact,
Showing our need to sin.

For surely this must be taboo,
This feeling of elicit love,
These yearnings couldn't be blessed by heaven above.
I feel his desire growing,
Feel his passion,
His ardor,
And I know,
That soon he will quench his sexual hunger.

Gazing into my eyes,
He quickly thrusts,
Into my quivering lips
Luxuriating in my weakness,
As I meet him with my own obliging lips.
Pulses racing,
We move in a rhythmic dance of old.
Driving each to the brink,
As we cecome more obsessive and bold.

His movements become more sensual,
And I smile with a hidden delight,
For I hear him softly moan,
As I wrap my legs around him tight.
Deeper,
And deeper he pluges,
As I feel my release drawing near,
And with each pleasurable movement,
I whisper my longing in his ear.

We feel our bodies preparing for climax
To this intoxicating coupling,
And together our passion explodes,
Our juices flooding,
Intermingling,
Stifling my orgasmic cry.
As we touch the stars,
Reaching heavens gate
Then fall softly as our spasms die

Wrapped in the remnants of a sweet afterglow,
A final gift my lover wishes to bestow.
His lips touch my throat,
Then I feel his bite,
As he slowly brings me into his
Eternal erotic night.




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  i am completely turned on.. that was a detailed in the right places. hehe very nice imagry also. i hope you like this poem alot cuz it is very sexual and surreal. i like it alot. eeeh i still got some of the imagry in my head. good write. take care.
| Posted on 2005-10-09 00:00:00 | by snacky fish | [ Reply to This ]
  Don't you hate when you read something and wish you had thought of it lol? well that was an absolutely wonderful poem! I wish I could give you credit for it! But thank you so much for letting everyone else enjoy it because that was VERY VERY sensual and I hope to experience that some day soon Man if you weren't horney before you will be after reading this! Thanks again Peace Mysterious
| Posted on 2005-09-18 00:00:00 | by Mysterious Blue | [ Reply to This ]
  I think who ever did write this has got some great dreams like you! lol. This was very, very descriptive and vivid in words. It was highly erotic to read. And the flow was just great. I loved the way you think it's just another sex poem, till you see that it was a vampire...shouldn't the girl felt his teeth when they kissed at first? lol. This was very good. Thanks for sharing.
Maggie
| Posted on 2005-08-17 00:00:00 | by Magnolia Steele | [ Reply to This ]
  I don't no who she is but man would I like to find her. This was so hot!!!!!

She built to the climax so slowly and gradually. It just flowed so beautifully like the natural rhythm os sexual encounter. Reading some like this is a humbling experience. A true master at work!

Thanks for sharing this!

Steve
| Posted on 2005-08-18 00:00:00 | by SHRINKSDR | [ Reply to This ]
  omg i have to figure out who wrote that cuz their really talented is was so descriptive u could visulize wat was happening this was awesome!
~akaila evonne~
| Posted on 2005-08-18 00:00:00 | by iluvpoetry_1 | [ Reply to This ]
  Hmm... i really don't know what to say. i mean i do but i don't want to say it. It's a wonderful piece. every word leading to the next and the end melts two souls together. I mean this man is in control which i can relate to teasing and pleasing it must be the writers way. but you make it sound flawless and i remember my own experiences and there was clothes still clinging to me and such not. But the grin is masterful lol i love that part because i've done it to women and they just think i'm strange lol I guess love can't always be like the dreams.

Semper Fidelis,
Christopher
| Posted on 2005-08-15 00:00:00 | by Soulraven | [ Reply to This ]


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