The Sensation Of Words

Hey you guys i am working on alot of projects but I hope that you all are still in it with me! I made a poen and will be making a video with voice enjoy the skeleton!

The Sensation of Words

This is a simple poem.

More like a confession.

If you want you can take it as a guide.

How many people have asked me

What turns me on and makes me wiggle

And at times my pussy giggle.

Well my dear it's more complicated

Cause it takes alot for me to feel the ecstasy.

Its more like a test you see.

But if your curious read these words with care

And you might be the master

My dear.

I tell many that its conversation

Listened or read

I know its strange

To go down this turning lane.

My life has been filled of twists and turns

That the regular act is not something I learned

With pleasure and joy but don’t fill pity

I am stronge and moved on.

But who know me shivers at my past

So how do I go to the pleasure path

Talk to me or type words so nice

Nooo its not that simple

If your mind went to dirty talk

But there is a link

You see words of confidence and trust

Is pretty much a must

Talking dirty to me

Lets me know your trying to much

So what words that you want to grasp me with

To make my mind go on a pleasure trip

Well normal everyday and sometimes mundane

I am no slave that creams to every letter

No my dears I am even better

There is a switch that has its own list

Before it can be flipped

Tone, tempo, and subject matter is very much important

And their are those who have mastered it

And don’t know it.

You see its like a game to know when your comfortable

Speaking or typing of things that you may think is boring

Manipulation, pain, and disaster I know well

Its in my past and I have learned and never failed

But you know when you hit the spot

My body will not be able to stop

Sinking into the pleasure relaxing so well

You can even put me to sleep my dear

The act of sexual rping is not how i bust a nut

It the confidence and knowing that you want to please me so much

Now I am not a fool to take on the words of concern, care, and worry

That is for fools who want that lovely attention feast

No I am simple not so complicated

But I know you who is reading this feel so convoluted

I warned you and now drink in this poem

Because I am waiting with my legs wide open.