Timeless Orgasms

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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 08/30/2017
Created 03/24/2010
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What touches you?
What warms you?
Is it an idea?
A wish,
a hope thought unobtainable?
Is it love,
the elusive Mistress?

A special feeling wells deep within me,
she shares in that pleasure
as her pussy throbs into mine.
Holding hands,
we quake
as satisfaction consumes us,
and
we explode in timeless orgasms.

My world darkens a tiny bit,
yet only briefly,
because within a few seconds
as I lay asleep on her body,
she stirs.

This arouses me again in my desire to please her,
and again,
and again,
and again,
until our bodies are sensitive to the touch,
and we can do nothing
but love,
and sleep,
and love,
and sleep.

Then feel each other tenderly,
enjoying the love that we share,
forever lovers,
forever enmeshed.

Although the world doesn't approve,
we are married,
our vowels are shouted in orgasms,
our bouquets tossed with dripping sweat,
and yes,
our sweet wine
is the juice of our pussies,
and bodies soaking the sheets
with the smells of our love.

We are lovers,
two young girls of want,
partners,
and make passionate love
regardless of tenderness,
only resting after our thirsty bodies are sated.

Then we but hunger for more,
for there is no satisfaction
to the depth of desire in our burning hearts.
Such need is too cavernous
and such love too wondrous.

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buttersbuttersabout 13 years ago
some really lovely emotional qualities in this, espie

and yet what lingers on beyond the reading of this is, for me, the heart of your poem - it's what echoes on:

We are lovers,

young girls of want,

and although the world won't approve

we are married,

our vowels shouted in orgasms,

our bouquets tossed with dripping sweat,

and yes,

our sweet wine

the juice of our pussies,

and bodies soaking the sheets

with the smells of our love.

We are lovers,

young girls of want.

Sapphos SisterSapphos Sisteralmost 14 years ago
Love and sleep ...

love and sleep ....

What more is there except perhaps - eat.

Can't wait to read your story.

Sapphos SisterSapphos Sisteralmost 14 years ago
Oh my!

I had to read this again and again.

Such need is too cavernous

and such love too wondrous.

- a lovely ending.

Beautiful, beautiful.