Crave

I crave
The taste
of his
Essence
Remembering the
Last time
My tongue
Graced his flavor
Intook the
Very soul of
Him while we
Tangoed conscious
Of sensations as
I drank of
His heat
Mingling vibrations
Along his
Very linings

His silk
Moving
Past my
Lips
As I suckled
His familiar
Feel

Milking him
Of his
Thoughts
Salty sweet
Leaving remnants
Of memories
Upon
My lips…

I crave
His
Taste

Thirst
To be
Quickened

Once
Again.
©Tam 04/22/15

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“Wild pt.2”

#poetrymonth

Tonight I
Allowed my
Desire to
Bubble over in
The form of big strong
Hands progressing
To
Possessing
The very curve
Of my assets
And I did yield
Over the very
Feel of
Being touched by
The familiar unfamiliar
Squeeze being placed upon
My knees

And lips
Being placed
Upon the very
Fathom of
Where my
Imagination
Truly exist…

Twas’ the
Night
I gave into
The
Storm

The call
Of the
Wild in
Me.
©Tam 04/7/15

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“Where You Belong…”

It’s the
Idea of touching
On your everything
That brought
Me here
With no thoughts
Of fear

Wearing
My feminity
I approach
This
Moment
With my
Mind intact
As I arch my
Back in invitation
To you…

I hear you
Intake a sharp breath
Feel my body
Heat at the
Realness of you
While you
Allow your hands
To familiarize
My every
Curve

Fingertips leave
Indentations
Of want
Where you
Squeeze
Push
Pull
Me
And I spread
In tribute of
Your worship …

With ease
You slide
Within my
Sensations
Parting the
Lily of my desire

And as
You quiver
Through
Me

I can’t help
But think

This is
Where

You

Belong.
©Tam 4/12/15

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