Simple is way under the level of description
Of the way your tender lips touched mines
With full blowen tention

every little kiss that you planted on my body
sent shock waves racing from my lips
to my finger tips and down my hips
feel this poetic bliss
with every touch, you brought upon me, it played a symphony, every note in tune
as the rain damped the dunes
outside the glass beach house
I was dizzy in love from your suicide kisses, and the midnight afternoon weather
my body beaded with sweat as you lay a top of me, massaging my tantalizing features
silk sheets wetter then my inner thighs and your body so built and fine,
you seduce me as if I was all yours and not mines
the thrust of pleasure, lust is fictitious so never,
only the passion of heat, my body and yours, one treat, making love is so sweet, f**king /freaking is weak, your love making was special and that's how your suicide kisses . . .
murdered me.

~MizzMafiaPrincess~
never to much, and never to less, but always the best