Love Poem: Peach Drenched And Tanterlizing Irasistable
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Written by: Peter Dome

Peach Drenched And Tanterlizing Irasistable

My receptive wide adoring eyes rested within the ambient light and bathed in The Shadoe and shade of the scene
Where before me a paragon of sublime refined  beauty 
So sensually seductively and arousingly delightful 
unclothed perched upon her pew like a stately throne so alluring and ravishing And as noble and stately as a Queen 
Was the love of my life the one made just for me
And always will be 
Throughout eternity

I was so enticed by her lingering stare within her smiling playful cheeky eyes
Her heady fragrant perfume wafted through the air floating as on a gentle Pleasant Carresing and soft feather-tickling summer breeze
Poised there sitting pretty in on her pew as a throne
 Biting into a tasty peach 
As the sweet tasty juice drenched and dripped down from her soaking lips down her chin to her pert tactile delightful breasts moist 
And glistening under soft subdued ambient light 
I took a finger to taste the nectar from the peach
From her soft full voluptuous pillowed inviting lips 
So close so near
But just too far apart
Almost too far out of reach

How I longed to taste and sip
That I teasingly and gently brushed her lips
With a probing fingertip
Before I feasted and relished upon her 
Warm soft tender starved needy lips 
The gateway to heaven I miss
Even for a short time
I just have to steal a
A blissful kiss

Euthoricaly melting away as time stands still
And cognition and the world are left far behind
Out of sight and out of mind

She beckoned me to come hither like a vivacious mythical Alluring Siren
I was lost and captured in the moment as a moth
Transfixed  to a  deadly deceptive flickering flame 
Beyond all will and self-control without guilt or shame 
For she is my adoring faithful wife
I feel the earth move and my heart sings
At the mere mention of her name

I carried her gently  she so precious to our secret feathered soft nest
I felt a strong warm desire with the most blissful feeling and sweetest
Sensations awakening and flooding my being 
So pleasurable with mounting tension and arousing scorching steamy scene
Her divine feminity propagated and launched a deeply yearned fantasy 
In high definition technicoloured bejewelled garden of my wildest dreams

My Venus  and the ruler of my willing obedient heart
I but a willing slave to her demands whatever they may be
I lay down flowers and battle colours at her feet
That no force upon earth could never tare apart and break into crimson chards 
But the one and only one She

From her soft full voluptuous pillowed inviting lips 
So close so near
But just too far apart and out of reach
And how I longed to taste and sip
With a probing fingertip, I brushed against her succulent dripping lips
Before I feasted and relished upon her warm soft tender nectar-starving needy lips 

The gateway to Heaven I miss
Even for a short time I like to melt away 
To a place that time stands still
Leaving the world far behind
Initiated by a lingering dreamy kiss

Heart to heart 
Skin to skin
Caressing her so gently and lovingly as the most precious treasure 
I Have never known
Exploring the landscape of her smooth warm silken skin 
Teasing Her auburn fragrant tresses and planting butterfly fluttering awakening kisses  To show my appreciation by giving and sharing my earnest love
To pleasure her to fulfil and satisfy 
My women's pleading instinctive animalistic needs
That I satisfy quench and feed

Her body rives like waves upon the sea
Her moans and sighs and increasingly shallow breath
Awake her deepest instinctive animalistic desires 
We dance and weave through the burning flames ignited by passion so hot it turns into a fire

Building up the momentum 
Tension leads to euphoria and The sweetness of letting go and then release
Within the sanctuary of her loving arms, my beating heart has finally found Somewhere to belong to 
That I call home 

No more empty days chasing flirty teasing butterflies or just existing not living With no real purpose or direction 
No empty bed or wet tear soaked pillow
Or deep fear of being all alone
Empty beer cans upon reflection

My lover and best friend my cherished noble Queen
The caring mother of our wonderful children resembling 
My love in so many different ways
That bring so many heart smiles
And sweet memories of halcyon days
Collected and stored over treasured years
Within the album of our hearts

She knows just how to press my buttons 
To turn me on
And the embers still glow afterwards
When laid in each other's arms
With her sweet head gently nuzzled 
Upon my chest
Something that makes me feel like a man
Feeling loved completely satisfied and content
 And forever grateful
And blessed.








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