Salaciously Sedated

When something dwells the  imagination

Infatuations tugging forces

My discourse disbands

Bodies calypso

Two a joining forces

Natures brazening

My mind toils

These turbulent stirrings

Set to unfold

Secrets untold

Frictions longs

You to reciprocate 

We shall no longer for go

The long of bodies calling

Anticipation speaks our behalf

We have long beheld

Like handcuffs arresting these thoughts

Just want to feel the soft of you

Flesh suppressions set to unfold

Wanderings lingering my thoughts

Wisk by your changing winds

Gusting forth, breathing and intense movements

This lingering want between us, pent up 

The inner trappings of normalcy

The girth of these passionate tugs

To till your barren grounds

Sprouts of your blossoming folds

Scold me the restraints 

Unfold your many convictions

Abrasions, a fortitude but not to be to prude

Flesh reprieved, alleviate the ignites of two souls

Compressed grounds collide like a joining lands

Like the first time we touched hands

My mission is to unleash these antagonizing vices

Repressions heave my chest

Hungered hands toil fertile lands

Spillages of abstracts expansive

Wavering girths unearth 

Abase me your fleshly engagements

I covet the airs of you

Breath with me as we cleave this empty space

Seasoning drippings we pro create

Setting moons consume

Salivate me your leavens

Of your succulent traces

Milling across your fields

Fertile soils I implode

I ponder a restful intermission

Climatic soars, an outpouring I gorge to never waste

Toiling the crescents, rumblings across your ravines

And not a drop to waste…..As I taste your forbidden citrus

Climates soars, magnitudes of elusive equators…..

None other like you……And there is not a lover greater……

Copyright©2012 Roberto Denaro Styles

A Stench Of Want In The Air

Passions rumble

Like the tumbling

Of intense thunders

That submerge the skies

The stench of curiosity

Hovers the crescent

Watchful beams as our mouths part

Mating under the setting of the full moon

Want lingers, compressions of bodily consumes

Written in eyes, the need in your voice I partake in

Speaking your body needs me…as badly as I need you....

Spew me your fountains, I partake this awake

Eagerly awaiting the caress of your hands

My tongue naps your inhibitions

My warmth cradles your libations

Situations got us both consumed

Hands grope your waist

To taste you

To touch you

An uneasiness awakes us

A spark ignites

From the night

Till the early noon

Bathe me

Embellish me

Staff girded

Gorging your in dwellings

Loving like this is the first honeymoon

Don’t know what it is

Your voice

Your smile

I lavish you my spoils

Physical enhancements

Many advancements

I relish your forbidden enchantments

I know you want me

As badly as I want you

There is only one thing left to do

No need to fight it…..

Exploring foundations

Consummate me your soul

As we embark this rendezvous…….

Can’t stop thinking about you…….

Copyright©2012 Roberto Denaro Styles.

Can't hold it back

Massive rage awakens me

Out of my sleep

Awakened to the throb

Raging to stab so deep

Stabbing it

Like a knife penetrating wounds

This lustful anger

Sodomize my motivations to abstain

It’s getting HARDER these days

Trying to maintain

Constantly on my brain

Like hit records in heavy rotation

Doesn’t even matter the location

My bedroom

My bathroom

Driving in the car

Imagining

Head in the drivers seat

While doing 60

Down the highway

For everybody to see

This normalcy of abstaining

Is really starting to fuck with me

Flesh raging at decibels

About a hundred degrees

Every morning I awake

Desires well up

All I see

Is double d’s

The want of my mouth

Groping your breast

Hands cupping your forms

Like I’m magician, performing acts

Juggling melons

Smelling fragrances

Of your forbidden scents

Not looking to do formalities

A causality to this cause

Putting reality on pause

Constantly thinking

Abase your loins

Ravaged me your scented secretions

Hop on top of me

Bounce on me like a trapeze

Starving like the needy

Mandingos throbbing

So greedy

Touch it

Tug it

Like you need me

Truth be told

I like it rough

And all day

Everyday

I like that

Buck action

Max

While 

Your buttocks clappin

A whole lot of smackin

Titties jiggling

Smoother me

Smolder my face

In fact place your ass in park

You can sit on my face

And I brought the rubbers just in case

I fiend that knee jerk reaction

Intense want looms the room

Immense physical attraction

I need that kind of action

Raw dog satisfaction

Will give you every inch

My thrust needs to be quenched

I want it

I need it

Like a smoker needs his bag of weed….

So lets take off somewhere

A weekend retreat

I need visitation

Can’t do the masturbation

I need it bad

On top of my list

Give me call

Better yet

I will call you

So I can remove my boxers

And let my shit breath

We can hit the telly

Like my man R. Kelly would say

Damn!  Your body is calling me……

Damn! Ready to fuck!!

Copyright©2012 RDS