Expression of Love (Part 2)

Remember my blog dated Dec 7, 2009 titled EXPRESSION OF LOVE . The poem was titled 'WHITE SUGAR'. And it reads:

White sugar, white sugar
Give me your lips.
Then give me your tongue,
Then give me your drips.

You are my possession,
Open your holes
To hot semen jets
When I take control.

White sugar, white sugar
Give me your tits.
I'll suck your nipples
Each time you submit.

Lay down, spread wide, prepare
love tunnel slut.
Your butterfly wings
Will flutter on nuts.

White sugar, white sugar,
Give me your heart.
I have your body,
Now soul must impart.

My candy orgasm
cums so abrupt.
Sweet love envelopes,
each time we erupt.

To put the story right, the author wrote this with genuine intent based on his feelings at that moment, feelings of love for his girl. I suppose most of us (or I am) are so used to the normal expression of love, the usual 'I want you', 'I need you', 'I can't wait to see you', etc, that we are just not used to this very vocal, erotic and poetic way of expressing one's love.

Desire, lust and intimacy are very much a part of love, and this erotic poem prove that sex between two people very much in love with each other, can be the most beautiful and natural thing in the universe.

The receipient of this poem obviously love it as it was written for her, with that intensity of a passionate love. And I titled it 'Expression of Love' as it geniunely was another way of expressing one's love on that moment.

Well, this poem here equates how I feel for my own love.

LOVE, DESIRE AND LUSTS

A touch of skin soft and slippery,
With the hint of hint of sweat.
We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets,
As the wind flowed from the window above us.
Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,
To abandon all of our uncertainties.
You began your work on my lips,
Probing gently as if drawing sex,
From a deep well of longing and need.
Then heated tongues met in the midst,
Of hot and quickening breath.
And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.
Then intoxicated with those spirits,
Our clothes found resting place on the floor.
Piece by piece,
Until there were no hiding places,
For the two glistening and wanting bodies.
Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
Then skin meshed with skin,
As the floor became the stage.
You moved atop of me easily,
And lowered yourself gently.
Kissing me as I was filled with you.
As a gasp broke the kiss,
Your hands stroked the stray strands,
Away from my forehead, then became entangled.
Our slow rhythm gave way,
To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,
As I arched my body for your comfort,
And you threw me into ecstasy,
With the strength of your blows.
You left me screaming and soaked,
In oblivion again and again,
As you growled my name from the back of your throat,
And our bodies both demanded more,
Each giving to the other,
High on the fluids of foreign substance.
I grasped, then released you,
Grasped then released you,
In effort to relieve you of your control.
The taste of your skin between my lips,
Was like no other.
To hear your cry of mercy,
When my teeth met your warm skin,
Was more breathtaking than you knew.
Yet I still released the control to you.
As you wound your hands in my hair,
And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut,
You moved with one final and breaking blow,
Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,
Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries.
I welcomed the weight of you to crush me,
As you collapsed on top of me,
Still hot and burning,
And I glowing like an ember,
Casting a welcome light,
Should you seek my gifts again.