The beautiful Anamika

I have always written about my experiences in a form of an anecdote but this time i wanted to say it a little differently so i decided i will honor the gorgeous beauty by writing a poem about her


do excuse me if certain liberties in form of rhyme is taken


Meeting her was like a beautiful dream
she was like a sweet vanilla cake loaded with cream
i could feel the worlds most softest lip
the moment you let your dress slip
the fragrance of her body was intoxicating
her smile was wildly exuberating
her touch felt like a burning sensation
her beauty was beyond my imagination
with a kiss on her forehead was how it started
i wish now that the moment should have never ended
i could compare her body to cotton candy
and her sweet moans in my ears was a lovely melody
ripe as a juciy apple were her tits
pounced on them without leaving any bits
spread her legs wide to taste her honey pot
she bit me and gave an earshot
wild passion underlined our emotions
i had never dreamt of it in my wildest imaginations
under the shower our bodies emitted pure passion
the heat and energy could destroy any abomination
lying on the bed embraced in each others arm
she rode me like ploughing the farm
with every thrust her moans could be heard all around
the passion and emotion was much greater than the sound
the exhaustion did not stop her from biting and scratching
with every passing moment we were just embracing
the time flew by and the sun went down
and she was my queen wearing a glorious crown
never wanted the time to end , never wanted her to go
but then she whispered in my ears
life does not stand in one place so better go with the flow


miss you Anamika ...................

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