Original Poetry By Kai
My words have an sweet yet sultry lust
that when they come together
it’s a soulful seduction to an eternal bond
When they fall in love they become my poetry.
and poetry is my only true expression of love
that when they come together
it’s a soulful seduction to an eternal bond
When they fall in love they become my poetry.
and poetry is my only true expression of love
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When Will I Know You are Mine
your words taste like I belong on my knees
my lips welcome you with a warm embrace
my tongue is there to please you
my neck is meant for your stroking
my throat aching to feel you throb
my hair to knot with your fingers
coming to rest on the back of my head
and your hands they grip me tightly
pull me so close I can taste your soul
our bodies are pulsating
our skin is a scattering tease of a tingle
until I ask you to come for me
and knowing just where that I like it
and then you soften the skin of my face
and only then I will know you are mine
my lips welcome you with a warm embrace
my tongue is there to please you
my neck is meant for your stroking
my throat aching to feel you throb
my hair to knot with your fingers
coming to rest on the back of my head
and your hands they grip me tightly
pull me so close I can taste your soul
our bodies are pulsating
our skin is a scattering tease of a tingle
until I ask you to come for me
and knowing just where that I like it
and then you soften the skin of my face
and only then I will know you are mine