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Thursday, November 7, 2013

Waiting for The Dawning Of Tomorrow

Angels fall from heaven when love fails to find it's way to connect lonely hearts.
Spirits sown from the same cloth, dreaming of unification at first sight.
Fantasy so real, that sleep fuses with reality to the point that your walking while sleeping.
Visions become taunting and haunting....
Daydreamers, lost in love, desiring to become one.
As pen leaks names of unborn seeds, one boy and one girl, both with good hair.
Big beautiful eyes with adorable faces and complexions of golden brown....

Fantasy is what reality isn't, but, yet one can dream and wish upon falling stars.
That shoot across clear skies, burn eyes red.
Praying for destinies that are yet recognized.
Wanting to be loved, needing to be cherished.
These hearts wait patiently.... As the sun rises day after day.
Looking out glass panes directly into pouring rain, sipping on cappuccinos. 
Thoughts being shared telepathically by six degrees of separation.
If not contemplated by you, then by someone you know, or by someone they know.
Poor, Young, Rich or Old....
They all grasp pillows tightly at night, for their dreams....
They hold and cherish, waiting for the dawning of tomorrow!

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

It's An Hour Before Sunrise And Baby It's Cold Outside

As I recollect over last night's escapade, I wonder was it all in vain or was it worth the pain?
As the words you said, replay...... The echoes of the softness of your voice,
 mingles with the passion in your words.
Playing with my senses, was it a mistake that we take?
Finding Eden within each other's arms, when, the only feelings to get hurt....
Are our unsuspecting man and lady's.
Though it feels so right to call you my baby, in actuality the possibility of us being.... Is a fantasy!
An obscure reality with a "what if" of being found out.

What would be the circumstances?
How would the cards be dealt and played out?
Is this something that we want to gamble with?
When we know the destination of the events.... Can be disastrous!
But I, I can't say no and can't stop flirting with the danger.
So I continue to play with the flame, your flame.
That flame that will eventually burn me, as I get closer and closer to you.
Eventually engulfing me with the degrees of intensity, of the desires of forbidden ecstasy.

In the last ten minutes of the hour before sunrise.
I ponder telling the truth to my lady, coming clean and exposing things to light.
Then in the moment of meditation, suddenly, I get blindsided!
Awakening, looking at my truck caved in.
Attempting to reach my phone, it begins to ring......

Then a voice says in the distance,
"Poor guy, he didn't even have a chance..."
I guess the circumstances is, Karma turning on me, bringing death!



How beautiful are our complexions?
Blending together into a consistency, thick and rich with passion.
Glistening coco, caramel and honey sweetness.
Rain showers so heated, that just a drop of sweat can steam.
Fogging windows and vision tinted.
Forms mangled and tangled within the rope burns, blindfolds, breathless moments pleasurable.
Journeying slowly into the depths of "Pandora's Box".
Memories being made so erotic like Zane.
With a lusting rage like Django, I am unchained.
Our brown shades deeply mends, blurring the lines of You and I, confusing the beginning with the end.
Two souls, two saints committing two sins, birthing an experience Heavenly.
Between an Earthly God and Goddess, A King and A Queen, and lastly Master and Slave.
Minds lose control as our bodies misbehave....

How beautiful are our complexions?.....

Saturday, November 2, 2013

Mr. Mo' Betta & Mrs. Goodie Good

It's all in a mix...
Caramel, Peanut Butter mixed with nougat & milk chocolate.
Turns like cream, making it mo' sweet.
The mo' heated the mixture, the thicker the texture.
Subliminally arousing sexual nature.
Euphoric sensations cause pulsations.
Causing the body to quake, then dehydrate from sweat flooding out of her pores.
Deep strokes for hours causes the nani to swell & get sore.

 All over the bed.... Burgundy sheets drenched with sweat.
From murders strokes from cuts deep, bleeding glistening sweat that sheds.
Licking the lollipop, while the honey pot gets emptied.
Deep in her throat, feeling the crown curving.
With my tongue deep within the petals of her Lotus Flower.
I hungrily devour the slow flow of her caramel & honey desire.
Causing her to downpour and her rainfall to shower.
Caramelizing his face, as he slowly swallows her down his throat.
Her slow neck flow brings him to explode.....

As he unloads, she feels his eruption in her chest.
Only a moment to rest.... catching breaths.....
She molds him again from her tight, but tender slow stroking caress.....Damn!

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

God's Work

In the beginning....
The mood was created, setting the scene.
A bottle of Moscato on ice,
Chocolate covered strawberries with whip cream.
Terrace Martin into Norman Brown,
 evolving within the sounds of pleasures of foreplay up to 12 play.
Adding everything to seduce your sensations of audibility and taste.
Managing your cool down to slow down,
 your blood's rapid pace from an 8 hour race.
Causing your body to quake,
 beginning from your soles to the end of your hair follicles.
Providing that cooling effect to the temperature that I accelerate/decelerate,
 nice and slow!
Releasing the pain that aches from within and along your curvaceous frame.
Staining your consciousness and tainting your brain.
Skilled with my hands, I create!
Forming your body to bend and sway.
Twisting your frame from my persuasion as I Dive-IIIIIInnnn!
With your legs spread wide and my tongue twisting deep within.
Your body and mind's elevation begins.
Into a world that can't be described...
Of sinful delight and carnal pleasures, That only I can provide.

"Mami, relax and flow with the tide...."

Caress my mental as I explore your ocean.
As I taste and savor your tsunami splash.
A roller coaster of emotions and sensations combined.
Causes quivers from your head to your toes.
Deep down inside, stirring your nerves and awakening your bones.
Creating your sighs and directing your moans.
You ooh softly and murmur my name.
I whisper from between your thighs...

"Say My Name Again!" 

As you utter a breathless whisper, you grab me by the back of my head.

"Rain Down on Me!"

I escape as you bury my face...
Tagging your inner walls as my tongue marks the place.
Oh, how delicious is the taste of your nectar.

In the end.....
My tongue rests....
Slow penetration with immense pulsations,
 of my meat grinding so smooth, so deep and so sweetly.
Feeling every inch throb as I slowly enter your sanctum.
Till I reach deep,
 grinding slow,
 moving only my hips.
Hitting that "A" spot with my arms underneath you and my hands....
Grasping your shoulders from behind.
Sliding you down as my shaft pushes deeper.
It is in that moment...
Staring eye to eye and face to face...
We kiss passionately as we explode at the slight brush of our lips..
Birthing of a Universe.....
Creation Begins!

~ God's Work~
  Dasu N'Chyld