My Little Hentai

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The way we move is freestyle
We are lyrical in our hands-held
Our bodies touch spiritually!

We are a coming together
Of natural opposites
I am hard and heavy

You are wet and light
My hands mould to your
Curves, with iron-quickness

Sending quivers through your spine
Our art is holy love-making
Your breasts know my palms

Like midnight friends, in a field
Where we play in our shared bed
Our talent is in rocking

We craft our own bed-tricks
Like hungry composers of the night
For what we do is our shared ecstasy

And I am not inspired to finish
What you inspire so easily in me
But I invest years in the craft

Of knowing how to please your body
As if it were an extension of your spirit
I kiss you repeatedly until

You are all wet, like a cell ready
To find its collective destination
The way we move is freestyle

Our lips dance upon the tip
Of the moment, our flesh trickling
With the urgency of loving blood

That wraps itself around so tenderly
Like a baby-haiku, our hips meet
For the remedy, of an embattled day

Photo Courtesy: http://vitaly-sokol.deviantart.com/art/Art-Of-Sunrays-422571353

4 thoughts on “My Little Hentai

  1. Just a thought to add a wondrous poem. ‘We craft our own Bed-Tricks like hungry composers of the night.’ Could it be improved with- We craft our own symphony like avid composers of the night?’ It, in my opinion, ties in nicely with the last line of the stanza.

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