Sweet Honey Love Sweet Honey

A sincere heart appeal in all its splendid glory of a hushed confession
Does it make me debauched for not accepting the security of a beautiful offering for a future unified and legal progression
Allow me to indulge you in my sinful confession
The Mr. and Mrs. name tag of its obsession
Now missing the nightly tidings of a hard driving lesson
Such beautiful minds conjoined I must say
Bodies teetering within the sweetest melody of rapture ever played
The Lord finally answered me as I kneeled when I prayed

The decision of regret to run as I mentally caved
As one might say, this heart had it made
The right place, the right age
The right handsome man, never the right time
Italy still plays so heavenly on my mind
My future to progress as a Nurse Practitioner has already been engraved by fate’s design
Friends can we, not wanted to be the reminder of a hurtful me
Especially when sweet memories of a supposing everlasting union continue to flee
Never to be
As screamed at me in agony of defeat, not when I was the one who wanted to be set free

Feelings of self-demise somewhat has left me mentally disgraced
Physically yearning, drowning in covetousness for a replace
Yet, I continue to return to the scene of the crime
Emotions to submit, reeling me in, time after time after time
Attempts to sway my mind, beautiful landscapes, a different dialect, I keep returning for
Weakening factors to want, needing from him more
Love and Hugs
Kisses and Rubs
I give to you
For you to enjoy in reality, not make future plans for our just due
Love, Love, Love
Such a beautiful word offered from above
Cupid’s arrow has been placed on hold
Still under the sheets enjoying life as my mind is mentally consoled

Body to his body still in motion gyrating to its own song
Heartfelt melodies we make as two souls continue on
The abyss of sinking passion
Desire masked as lust why we’re silk sheet thrashing
Lovers unbind yet, bonded in a bittersweet true fashion
Walk away, walk away before love and hate clash
Emotional sentiments cocoon the heart
No end to true love, only a new clandestine start
Wine, Godiva chocolates, weekend getaways, the true pulsate of the heart,
Oh, what a beautiful piece of art, as it takes one’s mind far beyond the stars

Earth and Moon
The feeling to love both worlds, slowly fading too soon
As I remain in heart, mind, body, and soul
Should I have more conscience once I submitted my salacious and voluptuous Creole soul
Day and Night must continue to live on
Jazz and the Blues will be my temporary cornerstone
For the lyrics of a regretful obligatory wrong
I am the universe, showered by the laws from the skies above the song plays on

However, the heavenly body still needs tender love to bloom
Now that the illuminating moon eclipsed too soon
The galaxy with its caressing hands to uplift my mind with a sultry dancing tune
Fill me with the elixir of its addictive juices in the cloak of midnight
Caressing me past infinity where hearts soar in fight
Loving me repeatedly with all its celestial might
One day with acceptance, to place that encircling ring of life
To accept the calling to become someone’s beautiful wife

As I speak my true confessions
Love and Hugs
A ribbon floating in time with no earthly explanations
Kisses and Rubs
Free to finally inhale and exhale
My school, my rules
Lust, Passion, Desire, with me I will never tell

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Passion for Wicked Distractions

Umm, the lust I have for a man’s beard   
A fetish that creams my pussy, to me not deemed weird   
In public I try to deny the urge   
Eye contact, now in your bed, my unleashed desires I hungrily purge   
 

If you have a beard or mustache than you’re my fallen guy   
I cannot stop this obsession or I refuse to deny   
The longer your beard, the better   
My p***y juices hanging off like icicles makes me even wetter   
 

Feel so good when your face is between my thighs   
Whiskers and the hair strains, marring me, while lapping at my carnal surprise   
P***y getting excited on the verge of a thrusting uprise   
 

No medicine found for this   
Your beard is a ticket for your dick to punish my slit   
A pass for your face to bathe in p***y juices as you’re lapping at my c**t   
Have seen a specialist for this   
Peeped his package upon entrance...umm, what a long and hard dick   
My p***y wet thinking about how he steers his stick   
 

Speaking to me, yet palming his beard   
Gapped my legs open on his couch, his beard, my p***y juices did smear   
Sat on Santa’s lap and confessed my sins of being naughty   
Red suit came off, as he whispered in my ear, I was a Caribbean  hottie   
Security called and closed down the mall   
After hearing Santa’s echoing grunts and serenading calls   
I got a hard dick ride for a present, after I licked his ass and gently kissed over his balls   
What could I do, where could I find help   
One beard, two beards, dick in my ass, mouth coveting the other, tonsils met   
 

Oh God it feel so damn good to have a man’s beard slimming up and down my soft skin   
His lips capturing mine, sniffing the essence of me, his wicked edible sin   
The feeling exciting me as his tongue slides down my back   
Has my body trembling, awaiting a bearded lick and a drooling snack   
 

If you have a beard, oh God, please just stay away   
Uncontrolled lust takes over my sanity anytime or any day   

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Love and desires the touch of passion

Passion is the feeling one get when desire of the heart are in such beautify high demand