Nada Mas asked:


Woman…
How deep are you?
Do you extend to the pits of existence’s core
Inverted
Do you reach the heavens?
You speak of your wants
Your desires
Like they were written on my body
Written in ancient languages
Written in secret constellations
Whispered into conversations
Etched onto broken tablets
Like a cryptic script
Scrimshaw
Hieroglyphic foreplay
Moon collision
Honeysuckle cataclysms
Sun dewdrops
Falling as hot
Steamy
Rain
Summer wetness
…

Your body is as magnificent as an Egyptian discovery
Your eyes reflect jewels of exotic treasures
Treasures I am indulging in your mind and body to find
Piecing you into my puzzle brings a rush to my limbs
Shivers engulf my body into orgasmic bliss and
My soul releases….
Your stares take me on a whirlwind of adventures
And you ride the waves of my mind
Causing tsunamis of emotions to build up inside me

How do I not touch you?
When the magnetic force of your existence
Attracts the metallic strength of my urges
Urges to….lick
The sweet honey from your neck
And…
Kiss all 25 flavors found on your lips
And yes…
I counted.

Every taste traced by my fingertips
Bound by the imagination of your tantric rhythms
Like African chains rusted
Pains from containing the mental bust
Struggling to best you
Each breath you take
Inhales the dead
Exhales civilizations
You walk….
Swinging your hips like the secret of life is hidden between your legs
Like the drip of your lips
Floods the Indus Valley
Like the skin that covers you blankets the Sahara
Woman…
The sun rises and falls with your orgasms
So I’m determined not to have half-days
I want to rub the planets
Fingerpop Jupiter
Lick at Saturn’s rings
And feel the soft of Uranus…
The curve of your lines
The red of your blues…
The sweet of your tongue…

My telescopic fingers will venture far out in your space
On a quest for hidden constellations of pleasure
Passing your Milky Way as I launch into the universe of your love
You quickly bring me back to earth with you moans

I straddle the horse of your desire
And as I ride the sounds of your body
you pull the reins
and I push…
and you push
and I pull

This consummated struggle between us
Heightens our desires as
Passionate back scratches
Constant hair tuggin
Pushes my limit
And I…
I

Fight the urges
This moment will be forever
I turn you over
Letting my fingers play the strings along your nipples
As my tongue sing to your….

Womanhood

operatic compositions
every moan and scream my cacophony
voices loud enough to raise the dead
raise Cain
raise hairs on our backs that create static
electromagnetic
energy enough to power Atlantis back to surface
Woman
I want to rock you back and forth in the cradle of life
Feed you Mesopotamia
Crucify you
Cast your ashes across the fertile crescent
And start a new life
Create new languages
Birth new heritage
You make me want to arrest myself and succumb to human injustice
Just so we can sneak passing glances
And meet after hours
Milky moons twinkling upon your mocha chocolate
Bodies dripping with undue stress
You make me want to go down with the Titanic
So on our final moments
I can go down on you…
You make me want to relive Vietnam
Find you in some decrepit no-name hostel
Rescue you from your stage-dancing leg-showing horror
Take you to the back
Unchain your heart
Invading six crevices
Digging more
You make me want to suffocate in your love
Asphyxiate on my fears
Commiserate with the devil
So that when I die
I become reborn
Woman…
you once told me as whispers on the wind
that we’d never cease our tantric explosions
you told me as leaves on trees
as leaves on the ground
as years passing in to yesterday
you promised me as dust affixed to the
embers burned in the
papers strewn across the
life…
that we’d…
always be…
(well I’ve had 2 idiots answer lol.)
(great feedback Marluxia! very much appreciated)

Nada Mas asked:


Woman…
How deep are you?
Do you extend to the pits of existence’s core
Inverted
Do you reach the heavens?
You speak of your wants
Your desires
Like they were written on my body
Written in ancient languages
Written in secret constellations
Whispered into conversations
Etched onto broken tablets
Like a cryptic script
Scrimshaw
Hieroglyphic foreplay
Moon collision
Honeysuckle cataclysms
Sun dewdrops
Falling as hot
Steamy
Rain
Summer wetness
…

Your body is as magnificent as an Egyptian discovery
Your eyes reflect jewels of exotic treasures
Treasures I am indulging in your mind and body to find
Piecing you into my puzzle brings a rush to my limbs
Shivers engulf my body into orgasmic bliss and
My soul releases….
Your stares take me on a whirlwind of adventures
And you ride the waves of my mind
Causing tsunamis of emotions to build up inside me

How do I not touch you?
When the magnetic force of your existence
Attracts the metallic strength of my urges
Urges to….lick
The sweet honey from your neck
And…
Kiss all 25 flavors found on your lips
And yes…
I counted.

Every taste traced by my fingertips
Bound by the imagination of your tantric rhythms
Like African chains rusted
Pains from containing the mental bust
Struggling to best you
Each breath you take
Inhales the dead
Exhales civilizations
You walk….
Swinging your hips like the secret of life is hidden between your legs
Like the drip of your lips
Floods the Indus Valley
Like the skin that covers you blankets the Sahara
Woman…
The sun rises and falls with your orgasms
So I’m determined not to have half-days
I want to rub the planets
Fingerpop Jupiter
Lick at Saturn’s rings
And feel the soft of Uranus…
The curve of your lines
The red of your blues…
The sweet of your tongue…

My telescopic fingers will venture far out in your space
On a quest for hidden constellations of pleasure
Passing your Milky Way as I launch into the universe of your love
You quickly bring me back to earth with you moans

I straddle the horse of your desire
And as I ride the sounds of your body
you pull the reins
and I push…
and you push
and I pull

This consummated struggle between us
Heightens our desires as
Passionate back scratches
Constant hair tuggin
Pushes my limit
And I…
I

Fight the urges
This moment will be forever
I turn you over
Letting my fingers play the strings along your nipples
As my tongue sing to your….

Womanhood

operatic compositions
every moan and scream my cacophony
voices loud enough to raise the dead
raise Cain
raise hairs on our backs that create static
electromagnetic
energy enough to power Atlantis back to surface
Woman
I want to rock you back and forth in the cradle of life
Feed you Mesopotamia
Crucify you
Cast your ashes across the fertile crescent
And start a new life
Create new languages
Birth new heritage
You make me want to arrest myself and succumb to human injustice
Just so we can sneak passing glances
And meet after hours
Milky moons twinkling upon your mocha chocolate
Bodies dripping with undue stress
You make me want to go down with the Titanic
So on our final moments
I can go down on you…
You make me want to relive Vietnam
Find you in some decrepit no-name hostel
Rescue you from your stage-dancing leg-showing horror
Take you to the back
Unchain your heart
Invading six crevices
Digging more
You make me want to suffocate in your love
Asphyxiate on my fears
Commiserate with the devil
So that when I die
I become reborn
Woman…
you once told me as whispers on the wind
that we’d never cease our tantric explosions
you told me as leaves on trees
as leaves on the ground
as years passing in to yesterday
you promised me as dust affixed to the
embers burned in the
papers strewn across the
life…
that we’d…
always be…

written by a straight girl