A GIFT FROM THE GODS
In peace she comes
I sense her
Splendour beyond accord
Pleasure to offer
In hush we touch
No kissing, I’m instructed
While senses are lost to pleasure
Measured erotic movement,
My loins erect in heat
Manhood embraced within womanhood.
Desire without end.
My manhood explodes like water from a failed reservoir
Pleasure beyond my teenage diction
Once per occasion is the order from the gods
And in silence she leaves
Disturbed Peace, Eyes wide open
Embarrassed smile thus painted on my face
In secret I sanitise the spilt seeds of my loins
Perhaps she’ll revisit on the morrow.
I instantly long for her unnamed face
“A gift from the gods”; I christen her
Eager, I persist towards snoozing.
Bless the gods for their blessings, I rejoice.
Author: Maake TL
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