Love, Sex & Poetry ~ Missionary Wave


Missionary Wave – Love, Sex & Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

The bite mark
Is still on your shoulder
I left it there
Last night
When I had
You in my dream
I remember the
The scent of your skin
And the sweet salty
Taste of your sweat
As I slowly bit down
Into your flesh
To brace myself
While you thrusted
Your desires
Into me
Your hips pinned me
To the bed
I rode the wave
The Missionary wave
Wrapping my legs
Tighter around your hips
I feel you
Get harder
And stronger
Inside of me
Biting down on your shoulder
I moan in orgasm
And scream your name
With delight
I tightened my grip
With my hips
And I pull it out of you
I pull the last bit
I tightened my legs
Around you
To pull you
Deeper inside me
And pull it
Out of you
Until you collapse
Into my arms
And fell
Back into my dreams
You slowly drifted back
Into my dream
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I went to bed early Monday night. I was woken up by a phone call. I couldn’t get back to sleep. I tossed and turned. I started thinking about having sex with MBE☺️ Nothing new, I’m always thinking about having sex with him. Well, I kept thinking about biting his shoulder during sex. You know, in a soft, sexy passionate way not in a weird freaky way. I wrote this poem as I laid in bed.

Music Video below: “Turn Lights Down Low” An awesome sexy Reggae song by Bob Marley and one of my favs, Lauryn Hill.
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Artist: Hiroko Sakai