Lyrical Love-Making (A Collaboration Piece Featuring The Habitual Wordsmith)

His lyrics in italics

Tonight…your curves are showing. Or maybe the moon is illuminating them and I’m seeing them with infantile eyes…your body is reborn like it was created in the divinity of the Holy Trinity, passed along in whispers through the centuries, imprinted on scrolls and papyruses, like you were meant for me…

You were meant for me and I was meant for you, like the stars were meant for wishes…..wishes made of the moments I crave to be held by a man who makes my body scream passion at just the thought of a sensual touch…

Touch your soul for me, I love the way you play with yourself, your inner self, save the outer for me, your skin is mine, like I wove it, presented it to you to wear on your birthday, you promised me you’d never take it off unless you were in my company, when I fix my eyes upon your vulnerability, I see the light, like every one before you was dark and meaningless, no one will come after you but you will come before me, before me, before me, before me, in my mouth, my lips, my tongue, i affix your spirit to my palate, you’re my favorite flavor, take your hands and place them where you feel they are needed..

Needed is what you make me feel with every stroke your fingertips take as they trace my curves forming goosebumps upon my skin. Your lips leaving sweet traces of love as they journey down into the depths of my ever flowing passion. My passion spilling into your mouth as your tongue caresses my deeply hidden treasures. My hands pulling you deeper causing my body to erotically dance upon you as I throw my head back in awe.

Awestruck, you are a construct of mental mindfuck and digital manipulated masturbation cycles, simplified, you are a wet dream in a hard reality, formed and molded from the claydust of monosyllabic mattress sheets and crystallized drippings from between your underground lips, I’m leaving my fingerprints over every inch of your manifestation, so that they’ll know it was me who made you quiver to the point that the land broke open and swallowed the universe, your screams were so voluminous, all the moons heard you, even in distant quadrants, you grew so wet that oceans were formed, in this way, you are the meaning of life, you created a new universe…legs opening wide to greet me, take me in from the storm, and i wrap myself within your body, slip into something a bit more climactic…

Climactic being the description of the moment I seek to be with you. Your manhood anxiously awaiting entrance into my place. Our bodies fitting together perfectly like the last two pieces in the puzzle of love. Slowly penetrating me, feeling the warm invitation written on the walls of my castle. Moans escaping me as I feel every inch of you. Nails carving scriptures of pure ecstasy on your broad shoulders in an attempt to hold on and pull you deeper into me. I want you there, in that spot, the very spot that will forever link us together. My breathing becoming labored as you begin to nibble yours story among my supple breast. The story you tell so well of your deeply rooted passion for me. Tell it to me. Tell it to me over and over again. You know just what I like…

Like hieroglyphics were scrawled all over your body, in one night, i will decipher what many have tried to, spent millennia searching for the hidden meaning, when the meaning was in between your legs this whole time, and i just happened to be horny enough to look, to say i kissed your breast would be understating it, your nipple tickles the tip of my tongue like it was pasted there, if time is fleeting, i want to waste it bare, between you and the bedspread, pressed into you like i was imprinted on your skin, deeper than tattoo ink, let me reach each and every corner, crevice, curve, crease, kiss, come drip on me with your come drip, let me drink, i am thirsty, feed me your inhibitions, let my mouth take over you, surrender to me, attach your hands nail first into my back, scratch me like the infinite itch, stitch yourself to me you are my wine tonight let me sip until your juices have me drunk let your breath wash over me as the rhythmic pulse of your heartstrings accompany the syncopation of my thrust hush don’t say a word, just scream for me…

Scream for me you say as I surrender my mind, body and soul to your hands. Your hands squeezing me tightly and making me feel security in your arms. As I stare deep into your eyes, I beg that you take me to the point of no return. Take me on the ride of my life. Bring me to that place where I beg to stay. Our bodies making motions so beautiful. A moment like this can never be duplicated. We are one of a kind in the art of passion. We have mastered the navigation of our bodies to perfection. The sweat drips off our bodies as we viciously devour one another. The heat forming between our bodies melts us into one. There is no telling you from me anymore. We are just sculptured into the perfect representation of orgasmic wonder.

Wondering where you’ve been hiding your existence from me, possibly somewhere on saturn or jupiter, i want to touch your bones, caress your veins, rub your muscles and even deeper than that, i want to explore your dna strands, deep sea dive into you and make love to your thoughts, i want to know your moans better than i know myself…

as I kiss your neck…
I close my eyes and breath you in
as my fingertips grip your hips…
I lift my leg and wrap it around yours
as my lips meet your lips…
I let out a soft moan and grind my hips against you
As I stroke your nipples gently…
I throw my head back and lightly scream “yes”
As I slowly position myself inside of you…
I wrap my legs around you and pull you deeper while I bite my lip
As I gently pull your hair…
I scrape my nails across your back
As my movements get deeper…
I start to moan and breathe heavy while I whisper “fuck me” into you ear
As I oblige your commands and throw you down while I’m still inside you…
I flip myself over so you can take me doggie style
As I grip your breasts and pulsate through you from behind…
I reach around with one hand to pull you deeper inside me begging you to take me faster and harder
As I grip your hair in my palms and create a dip in your back…
I ask you to smack my ass
As I smack it, bite it, kiss it, grab it, grope it…
I scream “yes papi”