__________by Miss Shon

Somewhere in the back of my mind
I envision you that night
lying between my thighs
the entrance to my tunnel
Ninety eight degrees of warmth caressing me
sweet scents of jasmine, lavender, and vanilla
trickling in the air
seducing my nostrils
while playing in the tresses of your hair
my labia moist and sensitive to touch
pelvis to pelvis, flesh massaging flesh
hips swaying side to side in perfect harmony
your tongue lethal, a weapon of choice
teasing my mountains now at their highest peak
biting down on my lower lip
I scream lordhavemercy in silence
I slowly part my legs and arch my hips
knees bending slightly
the walls of my tunnel perspire like steam from a kettle
we began to rock
back then forward
forward then back again
each breath getting shorter
hearts beating faster than drums at an African ritual
we explode in sync
christening each other in the name of sin
slowly coming down from a high that's to much for
your everyday weed smoker
we inhale then exhale
the air has a different smell now...

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