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All You Need

Photo by Yasmine Boheas on Unsplash

Photo by Ilyuza Mingazova on Unsplash

I can play your body like
the star spangled banner
and im Jimi Hendrix
light it up
show you colors so brilliant
like a holiday
we celebrate your independence
sparks fly at our touch
you like it hot
and thats not asking too much
come at me real aggressive
a little obsessive
a little bit sweet
even when youre mad
or you feel like being bad
cry tears like a prince song
when i love you long
you have no hang ups
you know what you want
you ask and you receive
tell me how it is
and i believe
your life is like death row
and i grant the reprieve
soundtrack to your sexuality
trust in me
and my touch
im that find a way guy
unbreak your heart
and make you feel high
and thats how i make you mine


  1. wow - how cool..and hot! i have written last wednesday a bit a similar poem on the same topic, compared with a saxophone "play me"
    in case you wanna have a look..

  2. highly-charged and visually intense...very nice

  3. Very nice.. I enjoyed the sensuality of this poetry too.. Its good to connect with you here too apart from face book (Virtualcitizen India)

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
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