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"HONEY LOVE (AN EROTIC LOVE POEM)"
  by K.A.S. THE LYRICAL GANGSTER


My honey delight lay in bed partially covered by rose colored sheets
It feels like 900 degrees in here even though the air conditioner is on hi
This is what her apple bottom silhouette does to me
Her curves entices the making of new life
Her curves are similar in symmetry to a coke bottle
I just want a sip and a smile
as i sit there watching her
my body standing in attention saluting her presence
she awakens
and we create love for i never knew love existed
until we looked into the mirror above the bed
showing a reflection of the stars at night……two heavenly bodies glowing in the moonlight
focal points of vision become intertwined
eyes revealing the passionate soul of the other
hours pass and the room appears to move but its not an earthquake....its the aftermath
of our union exploding
tensions released and our bodies lay still.....but i have sweet tooth for her sex appeal
i'm drawn to her...she's the paper and i'm the pen
I can’t stop myself….. translating once forbidden languages
penning in tongues that call forth screams
Excavating unknown pleasurable memories once held in secret by Victoria
i go deep
no light for the eyes to see
like a snake sensing heat and vibration
i strike at her flower until it blossoms
as her finger nails mark their passion filled pictures of ecstasy on my back
a gentle voice said don't stop
out of breath… caught up in the rapture… i can not reply
floating in her river
levitating above intense pleasure
waterfalls cause her to shiver
I don’t want this love to stop
Before this pen leaves the paper
drawn in print will be my dreams of the greatest sexual caper
immortalized in poem, scribings in ink
describing you and I twisted like pretzels
as if in game of twister
pursuing eruptions of energy
through positions that give both pain and pleasure
i never knew love until we shared this
i never wanted love before
then i experienced it with a twist
i was lost limping through life as if wearing one shoe
stumbling over loneliness existence without love
wanting to be in love
being without love
like an
UNTOUCHED SOUL
then HONEY found me
Love never loved me until she loved me
no longer do i limp
i found
LOVES' OTHER SHOE


For Real - Amel Larrieux

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Date Submitted: Oct 06, 2008 (12:18 AM)
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  RedLoveSong
01/29/09 (01:41 PM) 
Simply beautiful...beautiful background...beautiful picture you painted with you words..made my imagination come alive...simply beautiful!

  11th Wonduh
12/22/08 (12:31 AM) 
grown and sexy, sensuous, intimate, just the words itself makes you use the imagination as see everything written in this scribe.

  "Word$mith"
10/22/08 (01:20 PM) 
This is Classic Love right here, I never wanted love till love found me, ILL, I no longer limp I found loves other shoe, SUPER ILL...KEEP THAT PEN BLEEDING LOVE.

  KD THE LION
10/22/08 (07:47 AM) 
Clear images of the woman that drives a poet wild. I swear all of them look alike. Only the beauty of a woman could make a man write such brilliance about that which he once knew nothing about. I hope this is true and that you have found love in this woman cause this was an epic tale one that history is made of. She has left her mark on you and you have left her immortal through this brilliant write. Beautiful write. Favorite. Be Blessed.........................KD

  foremanlin
10/17/08 (02:42 AM) 
this is one of the most beautiful poems erotic or not I have ever read, you laid it out perfectly, I could hear a symphony as I read, keep it up, luv what you sayin

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