The Prophet Obblonge - Pull Of The Magnified Wave

Hazel reflecting blue
Then a smile and a swirl of brunette
Wrapping my arm around you
And my hand around your breast

Fitted and matched perfectly
Warmth is overwhelming
Blanketed cushioned insulated
Tensioned and released

Breaths exhaled in
Immaculate peace

Even after all these decades
I have to stop myself from showing off to gain your attention
And also stop myself from being nervous
Just because you're looking at me

Take off that tracksuit dear
You're making me hot just thinking about it
And if we're gonna sweat
Our skin would be better uncovered

You're giggling as you're heating the wax
And then you're giggling rubbing your cheek against the smoothness
Removing me from your mouth you climb on top of me laughing
I am glad you find me so amusing

Standing in the ocean hours before the hurricane hits
That pull of the magnified wave that at any moment will be too much and prove final
I've never forgotten that feeling
Its the same resolved fear that I'll never return
That flashes momentarily immediately before you bring me to orgasm

You're laying on your stomach moaning pitches concurrent
With my fingers tracing around your bones
Kneading away the knots in your frame's muscles

I'm saying things, sounding important
Working towards your invigoration
And other knowledgeable appearing phrases

Placing my hands firmly, not tickling
I've been practicing I say
Scalp downwards
Soles upwards

Its my pleasure, I say, meaning it
Because I'm totally checking out your ass the whole time

There's really only a few ways our bodies fit together
And every time they do its always exciting

Can we do that again
I think I made a mistake somewhere
No
Are you sure
You're not just saying that

Well
I think I can do better
Let's try that again
Yeah, right now

Whatever else we had planned just isn't as important
I love you and I want it to be perfect

Written by:
Michael Mackenzie

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