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'''by Cynis Merric'''

A book of erotic poetry, considered standard stuff within the Dynasty and widely read.

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Come Fair Mustang I've come to tame you

I will not bind you unless you ask

Gentle Canter riding soft

Easing into the gallop my steed

Slowly bringing up the pace

Matching time with the wind's embrace

Come now I know your stronger

Ride with me just a little longer

I'll not saddle you with any restraint

I'll let you run wild in this valley deep

Natural beauty in this Spring field

Bare-back mounting smooth as silk

Riding Wild horse tonight beneath the stars

- - -

Sweet devil

your poison went straight

to my heart

my blood is boiling

the clouds are spinning

Her breath

Her lips

so red, so moist, so sweet

enraptured

her hand inquisitively

checking

here and

there.

Kiss me there I'll show you yes

Tease my hair I feel it falling

Gently down my back it's gliding

Your lips my dear I feel them following

Hands upon hips you steady me

Yes this floor is my safety

You put me here and I'll take you with me

Blushing virgin I know I look it

But taste my hips and know I want you

Teasing me I'll scream I love you

Kiss my ear I'll vow I mean it

Come on the floor and we shall create it

- - -

the Lake is still

sleeping,

silent in a blanket

of your beauty;

a flawless refection

ripened in stillness

yet to be disrupted

by the Wind’s voice

and ripples

of the Midday Sun;

the birds...

did they forget

the Morning?

and now,

right now,

while time sleeps

frozen and Creation

is left speechless,

it is only my heart’s clamor

that is an invader

of the dawning.

my love,

don’t

move! my eyes are painting

you

into a lasting memory;

the morning swan

on the lakes of the Isle.

and then,

only when Hsiesh' orb whispers

warm thoughts

on your naked back,

starting with your toes,

dissolve yourself

nimble into the Lake

of dancing light

and sea blue.

there it is!

do you see it?

a fairy-bubble-of-Sunlight,

tickling the lining

of your legs.

when it reaches

the rose petal banks

of your lips, my love,

drink it!

and we will dive

unfettered;

untangling the souls

from the Intellect.

- - -

The torrid sea is tossing ..throwing... rolling

Even keel is lost raging in this storm

Rock me wild but don't loose the booty

Hold the mast firm

balance in the storm

Lay me down upon the ship

Heave away me jollies

Heave away I pray

Sing me a shanty

to tell me the length

Concentration ..focus on the task at hand

Pull it in...tie it down Fit it tightly for this must hold

Against the raging weather

of this torrid storm

This Squall is reckless

Your hands are rough

but hold on tightly

and ride it out

No reasoning with the Hurricane

it pulls you in it takes you down

First mate you were when you started

You've earned your stripes tonight

For now you are Commander

Lead me to your ship

- - -

drunk on the tongue’s first touch,

pure luxury melts in my mouth;

the morning sun to the east,

a coherent mind gone south.

dizzy in this feasting

of souls fluttering in sheets

i will only stop eating

when this heart no longer beats.

- - -

can you feel the wine-

dripping from my finger

brush tips

so fresh and wet

that a single touch of yours could

cause a catastrophic

smudge?

you must be careful

not to disrupt the flow,

these elongated curves of mine

it may look contorted

and lacking direction

whereas in truth

words merge together

like ice stuck to skin

slowly melting away, then

swift and sly, glide towards the earth

Northern cold

restraining

sticky magma

through my vicious squint

i like to see you

gasp.

- - -

vicious cycle amongst us

to fade with our desires

slowly casting away

our lustful shadows

and leaving a scent

a celestial aroma

i want you to say

- nothing with words -

let your body talk

and i will hear it

forget your inhibitions

and let me feel it

walk to heaven with me

let's fly away

while letting our pleasure

guide the way

seeing you in the light of ecstasy

will leave me blind

to feel your fire

is a true delight

i want you - to feel me -

take me away into a Wyld place

while i see your beautiful face

moan...while you try not to fight

to see mine...enjoying you

- - -

mark your silhouette with my hands

outlining your goddess-like figure

firmly grasping your waist

while i prepare to enter

i want that moment to last forever

i want you to feel my love for you

i need you to take away my dreams

and in your body

make them a reality forsake your inhibitions

i already know your heart

just follow your instinct's decisions

a swallow all of my love

as i take you from above

and lay you to the ground

and i dance with you

and in every step you'll make a sound

say everything you hide

i'll love to hear it

make feel it

and keep me forever by your side

- - -

white cotton falls from flawless skin

translucent window to traces of blue-veined life beneath

curves and features that you detest as flaws

yet to me proof that god exists

and I taste until I can taste no more

- - -

in the night

into the deep

as lust

something that never ends

the love and passion

overwhelming with lust

the growing heat

drawing seep the wetness

patique.

one of many loves

and past

emotions grow strong

then later

passion fades with

the everstrong wind

it is night no more

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Storyteller: Created page with "'''by Cynis Merric''' A book of erotic poetry, considered standard stuff within the Dynasty and widely read. ---- Come Fair Mustang I've come to tame you I will not bin..."