I. Red tongue laps my mouth when I come down frisking blouse and belt for fruit of her flesh
first fingers twist, then lips and teeth unbutton breasts in my hands tussle bra to the floor pull jeans from arched knees
"Je désire vous!"
And we push hard, on rose-print quilts tossing caution (with legs) to the wind rolling up and down and back around, loins tied tongues knotted hands full face to bosom - lost in tasting feeling teasing
"--Je respire - le scent de ton corps"
for silent ears not gasping calling, or crying the words our bodies speak.
II. After sex when you're both basked in sweat, place your hand on his chest and unsheathe the claws Mother bore you. Dig down in his flesh trailing right down - where his nipple lies next.
Now jab at this spot till it wells in deep red and bleeds the flower that binds you. He will sing out your name, then cup a palm to his breast for the petals dripping from his heart to yours
and he shall never forget you again.
[help with the French phrases is also much appreciated...
I. Red tongue laps my mouth when I come down frisking blouse and belt for fruit of her flesh
first fingers twist, then lips and teeth unbutton breasts in my hands tussle bra to the floor pull jeans from arched knees
"Je désire vous!"
And we push hard, on rose-print quilts tossing caution (with legs) to the wind rolling up and down and back around, loins tied tongues knotted hands full face to bosom - lost in tasting feeling teasing
"--Je respire - le scent de ton corps"
for silent ears not gasping calling, or crying the words our bodies speak.
II. After sex when you're both basked in sweat, place your hand on his chest and unsheathe the claws Mother bore you. Dig down in his flesh trailing right down - where his nipple lies next.
Now jab at this spot till it wells in deep red and bleeds the flower that binds you. He will sing out your name, then cup a palm to his breast for the petals dripping from his heart to yours
and he shall never forget you again.
[help with the French phrases is also much appreciated...
it burns... Beautifully written, a decadent, vengeful cougar...
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"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts..."
Need help with the French? "I desire you" would be "Je te désire" (I switched the "vous" form to the "tu" form since "tu" is way less formal) and "I breathe the scent of your body" would sound a little awkward in French so what about "Je respire ton parfum" (literally "I breathe your perfume") or, if you want to get a little evocative, just "Je te respire" ("I breathe you"). I hope that helps
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"Oh let me think it is not quite in vain To sigh out sonnets to the midnight air"
Red tongue laps my mouth
when I come down
frisking blouse and belt for fruit of her flesh
first fingers twist, then lips and teeth
unbutton breasts in my hands
tussle bra to the floor
pull jeans from arched knees
"Je désire vous!"
And we push hard, on rose-print quilts
tossing caution (with legs) to the wind
rolling up
and down
and back around, loins tied
tongues knotted
hands full
face to bosom - lost
in tasting
feeling
teasing
"--Je respire - le scent de ton corps"
for silent ears not gasping
calling, or crying
the words our bodies speak.
II.
After sex
when you're both basked in sweat,
place your hand on his chest
and unsheathe the claws Mother bore you.
Dig down in his flesh
trailing right down -
where his nipple lies next.
Now jab at this spot
till it wells in deep red
and bleeds the flower that binds you.
He will sing out your name, then
cup a palm to his breast
for the petals dripping
from his heart to yours
and he shall never forget you again.
[help with the French phrases is also much appreciated...
what I intend to say:
"I desire you!"
"I breathe - the scent of your body"]
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the space format shows up in the link, but not here for some reason...
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~Usagi-Yojimbo-club