Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of sexual content.
Quill to paper seeks a proper answer.
Spill your heartspeak to this glib romancer.
Skill compels you-- be my heated dancer.
Will you yearn for me, your dream enhancer?
Trust at our first glance heralds soul's surprise
lust follows quick, I cannot fault my eyes.
Dust fills the air--I shake off my disguise.
Must sense restrict my wings? My spirit flies!
Splash your sweetness to my tongue; I'm waiting.
Crash your hips to mine anticipating.
Smash against my lips, I'm salivating;
thrash within my grasp, I'm undulating.
Slide swiftly down, I'll penetrate you deeply.
Abide me softly rocking-- kiss me sweetly.
Tied by passion, true love shows completely;
ride to ecstasy, hearts given freely.
Thighs relax each kiss now soft and tender,
sighs and moaning whisper of our splendor.
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Author Notes
This is based on the lento form. Loosely a heroic sonnet
with quite a few liberties. So, call it my style if you will.
I have a series of four quatrains ending in a couplet.
Each of the quatrains begins and ends with a monorhyme
as does the couplet. The original lento form begins with
monorhymes, but has an ABAB or sometimes an AABB
rhyme pattern as the usual end rhyme.
I thought I'd add the extra challenge.
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