Poems

RIDING THE WAVE
by Jennifer Elliott

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Making love to you is like riding a wave.



 

 

I love to feel your hands on my body.

Your fingertips lightly gliding over my breasts.

Your tongue brushing across my nipples.

The sound of your sexy voice in my ear, whispering all the things you want to do to me.

Looking into those fuck me` eyes until every ounce of my body is begging for you to take me.

Consume me.

Cover every inch of my body with your hands, mouth, tongue, breasts?.

To be close to you, so close I feel I could crawl inside.

The feel of you inside of me.

Your clit sliding up my thigh as you thrust your fingers in and out of me.

Feeling your clit rub against mine.

The look of determination in your face.

You wont stop until I am exhausted and lifeless.

I cant get enough of you.

I want you inside me for as long as I can take it.

I wrap my legs around you and hold you tight against me

There is no safer place.

I melt from being this close to you.

My mind is a whirlwind of emotions.

The satisfaction that you chose me,

That I have you for the rest of my life.

No one will ever know you like this.

Ist?s hard to think.

All thoughts are beginning to swirl around my mind.

 

You thrust longer and harder.

The feel of your powerful hands on and inside of me is overwhelming.

I feel the wave begin to roll in,

The peak getting higher and higher with every intense thrust.

Holding onto you even tighter,

The wave crashes ashore.

 

date written: 7-10-2007

 


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