The raw scent of musky love
Envelops my thighs
My back arches, beckoning your arrival
My legs spread gently,
Always willing and ready
To feed you, my relentless lover.
Hands perched on parted thighs,
Only the most palatable position
For the refined and dedicated palate
Of my energetic connoisseur.
A sigh exhales, a moan soon follows
Etching ancient art
Into the heat of my burning body
A bit of this, a splash of that,
Savouring the many shades that unfold
So deliciously onto your tongue.
Nails digging into shoulders,
You tickle me just right
A timeless creator of the sparks
That ignite the fabric of my being.
Aching…
Come closer, my love,
Please,
Yes, slowly…
The deafening rumbling
Of a wave crashing onto shore,
Parting the seas of my lust,
Electrifying my senses.
I gasp for air,
Insatiable.
Overwhelm me with your love,
Just a little longer…
Deeper.
Harder.
Forever.
© 2019 Lilith Ember All Rights Reserved
Letters For My Lovers 
Godstuff
In the intimate spaces
between bodies
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We reach in and take a piece of you, our glorious drug. Lilith with her wanting hands, she spreads, simply to give. The girl with lustful charms she dances long after we’ve made love to her. With the sounds of yesterday, one counts until they’re back in her arms. I can in forever like this, but you’re busy and I’d just bore you with more words.
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Your words never bore me, sweet dragon fly. 😉
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Post Edit this L. “I can write forever like this,”
Neurotically perfect here yanno😙
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