Category: Love and other myths

Extraordinary

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Some truths better to leave unknown,
Some delicacies better to leave untouched
And some desires better not to satiate.
Cause simply put,
When you reach heaven with your fingers
Nothing on earth can please you,
And something hardly satisfy.

After tasting the ambrosia from your lips
The most fine of honeys is a bitter swig.
You’ve made me question my whole existence
And compare my life to a single weekend,
And it’s just not fair, cause time ain’t the same.
You’ve set a new curve for my desires
And no one else can make it even half way.
I waste my days looking for queens
To lessen the pass of a goddess on my skin,
And reality strikes me one more time;
I’m searching within the ordinary
for something I can’t find.

 

Español:
Extraordinario

Lustful thoughts

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The feeling of the blood running under your skin,
The heartbeat of you neck on my fingertips,
Soon the desire started to grow between my legs
And already your eyes had read it on mine,
Fixed on a deep and naked look.
Your nipples sneaking to have a taste of my tongue,
which until this moment was exclusive
To explore the magic in your mouth.
So my pleasuring lips took a short trip
To soak this envious sneaky pair,
With the juice coming out of my mouth
And now dripping from your exalted tits,
Making its way over your torso,
Unstoppable through your abdomen
To finally set on the excited skin of your waist.
Your mouth let go the moaning it was holding back
As you felt the softness of my tongue
lurking between your legs

 

Español:
Pensamiento lujurioso

From separate bedrooms

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I don’t need to tell you how bad I want you,
my half-smile says more than it should
and the look in your eyes reacts as expected.

Though my stance looks calm, is not how I feel,
like your lips filled with tenderness,
yet they’re not what they seem.

I’ve been waiting to get you closer, the perfect occasion.
In every inch of your body put the proper attention,
redraw each of your tattoos with dedication
taking all your skin in consideration.

Truth is, I’ve had dreams about the moment
where I bend you to my recreation as I please
and lace your hair between my fingers,
enjoying the view that time allows to see;
that tattoo on your back that draws the bad in me.

More than once I’ve played with you in my sheets;
I get to taste your lust from the inside out
and fill us both with sweet desire, desiring…
to find crumbs of reality in these fantasies.

The desire that drives the ark in your spine
and echoes the moan of pleasure you can’t hold
Brings us to concur some other night,
allowing us to share behind separate doors.

Everything, from the smell of your hair in my face,
to the sweet tone in your voice when you moan,
to the touch and the taste of your skin…
are slowly bringing me to succumb into sin.