Sweet Imagination

I can’t tear my eyes away,

From the way his shirt falls, perfectly hugging his body,

Sculpted like a god’s,

When I try to look away,

My eyes find their way crawling back to him,

They find themselves undressing him,

Tearing every inch of cloth keeping me from heaven to shreds,

Until there is nothing left,

Until there is just him,

And me,

Running my hand down every crevice of his body,

I want him,

And I want him to want me too,

An insane desire of the body,

Filling me with a tantalizing need,

In my imagination,

The possibilities are endless,

Feeling him,

Tasting him,

Loving him with fiend-like glee,

Holding nothing back,

I imagine what I could do to him,

How I know I can make him feel,

The pleasure would last an eternity,

He would always come wanting more,

I just couldn’t look away,

I couldn’t stop imagining,

Until he was approaching me,

I suppose he didn’t want to keep it just a fantasy either.

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Atirah Jewel

Temptation

Her ample breasts heaving,

Up and down as she breathes,

He can’t help but wonder what it would be like,

To touch them,

Her plump red lips looking so soft,

He can’t help but wonder what it would be like,

To kiss them,

Even the way she stands has him dripping with lust,

Her smooth legs peeking out of her knee-length skirt,

Going on for what seems like eternity until ending in pretty, glossy heels,

Having him wonder how they would feel against his skin,

How she would feel underneath him,

Wondering how sweaty they could become,

And how hard he would have to work,

Wondering how she would taste on his wanting tongue,

He is so tempted to discover all of the answers,

She is beautiful, slender, and apparently in full blossom,

Like a rose,

But also like a rose, she has thorns,

She is untouchable to him,

Because he has someone else,

Someone who already belongs to him,

But still he is tempted,

Giving into the temptation, he stands,

She looks at him as he does,

He looks back and, with a kind smile, approaches her,

Wondering.

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Atirah Jewel

Vanilla Death

I sit,

Surrounded by the enticing scent of sweet,

Constricting me in ribbons of vanilla,

Murdering me with pleasure,

I sit, basking in this aroma,

Inhaling it to the top of my lungs,

This delicious scent,

It will be the death of me,

How sensual, how delicious,

So fragrant,

Filling me with desire,

I must be dreaming,

A creamy tasting kiss is planted on my lips,

This must be what hell is like, because it is too dirty to be heaven,

Too filthy with wanting,

In time, my body will find yours,

I sit, waiting for it to happen,

Waiting for us to become one,

In this moment,

These polyester sheets feel like satin rubbing against my thighs,

And as we touch, I am once again overtaken by that sweetness,

The lacy scent of vanilla,

Oh yes,

This pleasure will be the death of me.

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Atirah Jewel

Flowers

Your heart,

So beautiful,

Like you your face,

Like your soul,

With eyes so delicately piercing,

And skin so soft only could angel could possess,

I am taunted by the thought of you,

Creeping into my mind when I least expect,

When I try to get you off of it,

When I am dreaming,

The only thing I can dream is you,

And your hauntingly gorgeous angelic being,

Enveloped in your sweet kisses,

I feel true happiness,

Every time I am with you,

It is like the first time,

I experience love at first sight over and over,

Kissed by the goddess of love whenever you are around,

You took my shy bud of a heart,

And it bloomed into a beautiful flower,

Right in your hand,

Friable,

You could have crushed it at any time,

But you took care of it,

Under this beautiful sky you allowed it to grow,

So wonderful you are,

I love you so much,

That I hate you,

You bring me so much joy,

That you bring me the most sorrow I could ever experience,

My tears fall in big drops,

Like shining diamonds,

That fall up into the sky,

And create the stars,

That embrace your sweet soul that has left me too soon,

Always dreaming of you,

Wishing you were still here,

But you are not,

You left me too soon,

Forever loving you,

And your memory,

My flower.

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Atirah Jewel

Take Me Higher

Take my heart,

Carry it with you,

Up to the highest peak on the enormous mountain of love,

When you get to the top,

Make sure to hold it close,

It is very fragile in your hands,

Please don’t let it fall,

I put all of my trust in you,

To take care of this heart,

To cherish it with every breath you take,

To show it all of the magical wonders of love.

Take my body,

Lead me to the wondrous cliff of ecstasy,

And when we get there,

Pull me off of the edge with you,

As I fall in your arms,

Take me higher,

Higher to the brightest star of happiness,

Glorious strings of light surrounding us,

Air rushing past us from every direction,

I can’t tell if we are falling up or down,

But I don’t care anymore,

Just caress me passionately,

And let me stay like this always,

Forever falling into the bottomless pit of love with you.

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Atirah Jewel