Try Me Words
You always did
Want
What she had
But that
Was then
Has been done
You've been swimming
Long enough
In that pond
I invite you to me
Wide open
Moreso even
I am an ocean
Offering
Infinite mystery
Let this salt
Go slow
Coat
The back
Of your throat
Let my water
Renew you
Invigorating
Essence
Of endless
Nights
Right
Where you belong
You've been
With her
Too long
Become complacent
I offer new
Hues of nude
Naked
Nascent,
Not things
You are used to
You two
Move through
Motions
Mostly
Mundane
Missionary work
Vanilla cream
On plain cake
Takes
Almost no effort
Let her
Have a break
Be brave, be better
Mix it up
Vanilla on my tongue
Sounds much
More like your kind of fun
Spread over
Butterscotch
Hot hot
Delicately balancing
Our flavors
Fitting
Perfect
Tight
Just like I like
So it hurts it
Just a little
Lower me
To cherry wood
Planks
So Hard,
So good, could
Make me want to cry
But you're
Sweet inside
And gentle
Hands
Oblige
Caress the nape
Of my neck
That's it
Honey yes
You offer words
I produce the rest
Best
Intentions
Leaving little room
For you
To do
More
Than breathe
Heavy
Chest tight
As beats
Proceed to quicken
I taste the way
Your pulse is ticking
Taut against
My tongue
You thicken like the air
Get heavy
Hot
And we're
Desperate to be bare
No time
For trivial pursuits
The game is too
Close to call
Clothes ripped, stripped
Quick they fall
At feet
We meet
On opposite ends
Legs are over shoulders
I'm high
You're down
At legs
Pressed
An eager patron
As my best
Attempts
To quiet
Moans
Are left
Failing at the magic
Of you
Fingers
Lips
Quick kiss
Nails dig
Hard into arms
And you're ready
Right as I
Am on
The verge
You drag me down
Now
You're submerged
Sunk deep
Daring me to breathe
Our connection
Causing chaos
Currents
Chasing
Climax
Like lighting
Fighting
Through me
Feet lift first
Fire
Flies through nerves
Calves tight
Knees bent back
Thighs thirst
I feel the sparks
Start now
In hands
Arms
Breasts
The rest
Belies my life
Cause as it
Crawls up my
Spine, I die
In an
Artfully sequenced arch
The arc
Of hard
Pushed
Past the point
Of night
And I see stars
And you are
Hardly
Finished
Find myself
Turned over
As you take advantage
Of this moment
Hold me
Down
Face buried in
The sheets
That eat
The sounds
That leave
My mouth
As you
Are ground
Against
The round
Behind me
Grinding
Trying
Not to let go
Yet
Dripping wet
Wet
Wet
And I am
Getting set
To lose
Myself again
When I feel
The heat
Comes from ends
You are hardly
Now a man
An animal instead
The growl
The groan
Is fitting for
The way we've
Known
Each other
On this hungry night
You'd make
A better
Choice
If you chose me
Just this one time
You've done it once
The picture perfect
Monochromatic
Boring habits
Wanted her
But I
Have added
A little color
To your palette
A different taste
Is now established
A palpable need
For me
On your palate
Pleased
To feed
The parts of you
Left to
Their own devices
You thought you had it all
Until I
Saved you
And love, I know
You liked it
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