This poem draws from a place only those who’s been in the heat of love and passion can understand, a place where love’s secrets are spoken, this is….

PILLOW TALK

by LIMITLESS

The vision in front of me opens;

it’s division when I spread your

legs to make an incision, you’re

grab’n the pillow when entry is

given; oh, how I love to listen to

your muffled screams of ecstasy,

pillow talk’n, passionately I grab

for your hair thrusting harder as

you declare I’m almost there,

“I’m coming,

I’m coming”,

I am coming undone

as juices drip down your

legs and tingles run up your spine

you’re so fine I can’t wait till the

next time you ask me to rewind

this night, “baby can you help me 

unwind”, my reply,”only if you  tell

me who’s does this treasure

belong too?”  “Tell me that your

soft carmel skin is all mine for the

taste’n”; I know I’m up to the task

as I confidently ask you to do one

thing when I make your body

sing…;

“All  I want, is to hear you–
scream for me”….

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