I DON’T JUST WANT TO FUCK YOU … I WANT TO FEEL YOU

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I DON’T JUST WANT TO FUCK YOU || I WANT TO FEEL YOU

I WANT TO STRETCH YOU WITH MY THRUSTS AND LISTEN TO YOU CALL ME BABY

I WANT TO FEEL EVERY PART OF YOUR INSIDES AND TELL YOU IF YOU’VE BEEN A GOOD OR BAD GIRL LATELY

I WANT YOU TO FEEL EVERY INCH OF ME INSIDE OF YOU WHILE REMINDING YOU ABOUT HOW I MAKE YOU LAUGH DAILY

I WANT YOU TO FEEL MY BLOOD FILLED VEINS BRUSH THROUGH EVERY NERVE ENDING IN YOUR INSIDES

I WANT TO MAKE YOU ARCH YOUR BACK, SWING YOUR HEAD BACKWARDS AND LEAVE YOUR MOUTH OPEN

I WANT TO TICKLE YOU WITH MY FINGERS WHILE I’M DEEP INSIDE OF YOU THEN KISS YOU IN BETWEEN LAUGHTERS

I WANT TO FORGET MY EYES ON YOURS, TREAT YOUR BODY LIKE A SURFBOARD ON A SEA, AND EVERYTIME YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES .. I…

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To Breathe You In

No Talent For Certainty

To breathe you in, and follow every curve
Of you; to take the time that is required
To know each space, and what then best can serve
For all you dreamed of, hoped for, or desired –

To focus on you, into you, in joining;
The rain, a steady noise upon our ears –
No more half-seeing, missing, disappointing —
Together finding asterisk frontiers –

For all that interrupt’s in off position;
No sound except the beating of the rain,
And those we make, those of our own volition –
This time, our own, and this space our domain.

And then to wake, with sun’s first morning beam,
To find you gone, and know ’twas just a dream.

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Why Sex Is So Sublime !

vikas chandra

Dare you sum it all, in a single term
A sin reveled, by a vain virtue
That enigma, of the human germ
Born to last, beyond, me and you!

See the splendor, of a throbbing heart
The game of passion, yearnings play
What a spent orgy, orgasm impart
Insights of instincts, left to stray!

From the skin to soul, same human chase
Never ends, the hunger’s pilgrimage
How sex defines, a ravenous race
Which loves to flirt with, lust’s outrage!

Yet, it happens to be, the quintessence
Of man, and manhood’s paradigm
Beyond, indulgence and pretense
Why sex, is so sublime!

© 2017 Vikas Chandra

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Sex

HarsH ReaLiTy

She begs me to write her clothes onto the floor.

Each and every piece until her whole body has been explored.

My pen unbuttons without a second thought.

Scribbling towards what I want.

Naked body meets naked mind.

Feel your inhibitions unwind.

Feel me like you feel my words.

Smooth as hands upon your curves.

Take me now, come take me in.

Ecstasy as we begin again.

-Opinionated Man

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