Neurotica

This rhyme indicates that I am now capable of writing a poem without all the words rhyming with each other. now I only make every couple of words rhyme. yay!
WARNING : Please proceed if and only if you are 18+ and not scandalized by sexplicit material ...
enjoy ...


Together in his room, every light lit dim
Unknown surroundings for her, home court advantage for him
Every hour of the day, every minute of that hour
Dreaming of how it would feel to be with each other
Is this that moment, has the time come close?
Should we pull away, or go with the flow
Pressure builds up as all the fantasies they remember
Will the first kiss be that gentle will the first touch be that tender?
Eyes exchange glances, bodies begin to flirt
Come on make the first move, I'm starting to hurt
Lips inch apart, break left, break right,
she closes her eyes, gives in to the night
gently parting her lips , his lips stroke hers like a brush
gives out the slightest smile, gives out the slightest blush
folding unfolding wet tongues explore lips
I cant resist, one hand makes a move to her hips ..
The other gently stroking her hair ,
Desiring to be here, there, and eveywhere

Against the wall, she starts to wriggle and writhe
Its her turn, to be obliged
he turns her around, her chest against the wall
hands over her body begin to crawl
lips on her neck, her head kicks back
undo her buttons, exposing, a black silk strap
her head's heavy, her hair a mess
its off her shoulders, he's taking off her dress
slowly unwrapping and revealing her curves
then it falls straight down its purpose it has served
Massaging her shoulders with soft body cream
Her very being begins to scream
His touch on her back sends her spine into quivers
After his hands are removed the feelings echoed in her shivers

Legs shaking too much, time to move to the bed
her back on the sheets, her legs in a soft spread
Her silk patches barely hide her breasts
as they are jealous of every other part being caressed
carelessly, she pushes it off to reveal her form
her tips declare that her body is in he midst of a storm
they demand attention as he strokes the sides
as he traces her curves, while biting her lips she hides
a feeling of arousal which only to her is known
but as every second passes by is shown in her moans

A scarf is suddenly brought into the scene
her mind wondering what this could possibly mean
touching herself as she closes her blindfolded eyes
letting her body go as she accepts this element of surprise
Where will the next touch be, where will she feel his press
would it be her neck, thighs, back, take a guess!
As she arches her back, her legs spread wide
she pulls his mouth to hers, tongue deep inside
rubbing slowly against each other, for the next move waiting
I've gotta stop this rhyme, its crossing its NC-17 rating!



Sequel coming up shortly ... I so have matured ... I fought off the desire to make back rhyme with rack or in the sack.. hehe

Comments

[RAj]

Awesome, dude!

[Kaustav Bose]

Honestly, what had you been upto the nite you wrote this rhyme? Didn't know that pomes could set your mind to wander. ;)

[supurna]

too good!!

[Incognito]

Exellent work bandy, but it looks incomplete. May be you want to describe the guys feeling next time and try to show the love (i shouldn't say that, should i?)or lets just say feeling is mutual

[bandy]

Dearest Incognito,
The mutual love the two feel for each other is embedded in the rhyme. Its the love that makes this rhyme sound beautiful, without love it would have been a really bumpy poem.
coz touching is beautiful buts its love that makes touching d-beautiful (doubly beautiful)