Fire (English) Erotic Poetry, Adult Content
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Transcript
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I exist to corrupt her pure thoughts of a heterosexual existence. I caused turmoil in her happy life by being the fuel to her smoldering, kindling of past desires for the touch of a woman. A spark. My very presence is a curse of distraction of a straight woman. Determined to hide her true self from not only the world herself, she cowers behind false proclamations of sincerity. When spewing words denouncing the yearning, that is so evident. It screams when her mouth is silent, the longing in her eyes is vaguely lust that her touch gives hint to as she desperately tries to deny her one kiss from my lips and she breathes a heavy sigh of relief or is it freedom from her chains of denial? My moist tongue on her breast and she melts into my waiting arm. The battle is soon done. Fire my hands on her hips, her body again, her fingers dancing in my wet playground as we venture into the forbidden land of carnal pleasure. I spark fire. I lick her fingers to consume the essence of pure ecstasy. And I bury my head between her thighs to remind her what it feels like to be alive. Her hands and my hair, her legs on my shoulders, she quivers and moans and lets me know she has been resurrected. Her spirit may have lain dormant, buried deep within her soul, but to taste life's yearning for even a fleeting moment gives her hope of a reality defined by true acceptance of self. I spark a fire. Never extinguish.