(Sorry. TOTAL Manowar moment, anyhow...) I got this in a message (the ONLY thing in the message actually) onPlenty of Freaks. While dude gets mad creativity points, he loses all of them (and then some) to the fact he looks like a 70's era wanna be Burt Reynold's dressed up like a sort of scary suburban cowboy and due to the content of the poem (or what EVER the fuck this thing is!?!).
Let me take you hold your body in my arms
Kissing those tender lips long and deep
Can you Feel my passion rise
Let us make love all through the night
Quickly decide, we must not waste a minute of time
Deftly remove all my clothes
Slowly I begin to caress your soft skin
My fingertips start to wander
Feeling the softness of you
Those tender breasts draw my fingers to them
Touching and stroking them
Covering your body with kisses
Over the curve of the breasts
Slowly reaching the nipples peak
Sucking with greedy abandon
The heat of our bodies rapidly rising
Breathing starts to increase
Panting harder wanting you now
Your body inviting
Moulding itself into mine
Thighs parted anticipating
Requesting my body’s presence
Obligingly I settle between them
Connecting to you
So slowly at first bodies moving in time
Reaching deeper into the depths of passion
Increasing the rate of heated attack
Faster rapier like movements
Lust consuming us both
Animalistic instincts taking over
Both wanting our own pleasure
Minds blocked to all other thoughts
Oh the passion
Faster we ride our primeval lust
Peaking explosively together
Tasted the essence of passion
Screaming my name in orgasm
Your body bucks with mine
We are as one, engulfed in each other greyicewolf
And PLEASE allow me to note, since I hadn't actually bothered to read all of that until i was formatting the blog... That shit reads like a bad Romance NOVEL! Really... there is NOTHING romantic or sexy about that. Maybe if it was hand-written in a super romantic setting, MAYBE! By some strange guy on the creepiest dating site since Ashley Madison? Yeah... not so much!
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