"Beautiful"

Warning: This poem is Very sexual in nature. Please, please, do not read this if you are not responsible or able to read it.

-Part One-

I stare across the hallway,
Taking a deep breath.
Ever so slowly,
Our eyes meet.
We stand still,
Enchanted by each other.

You walk across the hall,
Taking my hand in yours.
Gently you bring your lips up to mine,
Finally breaking our stare.
I pull away reluctantly,
Gazing hurtfully into your eyes
Until you softly whisper
The words I needed to hear.

I lead you to my room,
The butterflies in my stomach going wild.
Once again our lips meet,
A sweet a kiss as the first.
You run your hands gently
Through my soft hair.
I feel my breath catch in my throat
As you pull me closer.

Our kiss deepens,
Sparks fly as our eager tongues
Finally preform their erotic ballet.
Slowly you lead me to my bed,
Gently we fall back upon it.

You take your lips off mine,
Kissing slowly down my jawbone.
As you reach my neck,
I can't help but sigh.
I run my hands through
Your soft, spiky hair
Urging you to go on.

Carefully you pull my shirt
Up over my head.
As you stare down at me,
I feel my face flush red.
Shyly, I move to cover myself,
but you pull my arms away.
"You are beautiful," you whisper,
Kissing the tip of my nose.
I smile happily,
feeling a single tear roll down my cheek.

You caress my skin,
Your warm hands gently massaging me.
I sigh deeply,
Relishing in your sweet touch.
Your soft lips begin to take over the job
Your hands did so well.

Your tongue slides down my chest,
Stopping as it reaches a barrier.
Staring into my eyes,
You slowly rip the thin fabric off.
Eagerly, your tongue continues it's journey,
Wrapping itself around my now erect nipple.
Hungrily you suck at it.

Needing to taste all of me,
You reluctantly take your lips away.
Your wet organ travels through the shallow crevice,
Pausing only to dive into my navel.
Your hands wander to the top of my jeans,
Sliding them ever so slowly down my legs.
They crawl back up,
Caressing me in slow, gentle, movement.

Finally you remove
The only thing in your way.
Kissing up my legs,
You reach my burning center.
Your tongue journeys on,
Licking up my sweet juices.
As your tongue moves faster,
I feel myself about to explode.

You run your tongue over my swollen bud,
Just when I think I can take no more.
Letting out a deep sigh,
My body erupts in waves of pleasure.
Slowly I come down from my high,
Staring into your loving eyes.

This poem will be split into three parts, because 1) it is very long, and 2) I do not have it finished. Check back for updates.

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