Passion

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 Copyright©SHL-2019

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 pussy 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    Pussy 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 pussy juices as you’re lapping at my clit    Have seen a specialist for this    Peeped his package upon entrance...umm, what a long and hard dick    My pussy 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 pussy 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    Copyright©SHL-2019

Love and desires the touch of passion

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