I’d like to be fucked PROPERLY (Erotic Poetry)

That’s the piece she has spoken
Just kidding but for real
I’d like to be fucked properly
Not like I’m an object for smashing and taking
I want that anticipation
Legs crossed and dripping like a faucet
I want to know you were patiently waiting
When my heart is aching to be held
I’d like to be fucked properly
Not like I’m to be conquered, captured, or owned
I want it to be that you are acknowledging the space for me is just as important as it is for you
I want there to be a particular mood and tune to it
I’d love to stare into your eyes and find my reflection in you
The deeper I look the deeper I see
I’d massage you from your crown down to your toes
Kiss every inch of your soul with the lips of my love
I’d undress every scar and find my favorite one
When I’m done I can sink into my own receptivity
Stripping off the material and becoming soulfully naked with you
I’d like to be fucked properly
There’s a warm cooked meal waiting to be devoured with our names on it
We will eat such sustenance that energizes the mind, body, and spirit
Our connection hits home like my mother’s Southern Soul food
I’d like to be fucked properly
I want to see how we bend and we fold
How many positions can we do in Kama Sutra
Before you even get to know my hidden grace
You bring forth a primal presence
It’s playful in its essence
It’s pure pleasure and giggles
Flirting without words
It doesn’t take much to feel your telepathic touch
I sit in your lap and we connect our minds
Together we can see where we were once blind
Kind of touches where you could start crying out of nowhere

Archives 11/19/22