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Patty Ann / Patty Ann & Friends

Distant Admirer

She closes her eyes to the fantasy in mind

She feels the passion starting to rise.

The warmth of the day pulls at her needs,

She arches back, for sexual ecstasy.

She softly traces along her leg,

Her body begins to awake and beg.

Her mind whispers it sexual thoughts,

She starts to pull her legs a part.

Her dress begins to gather around her hips,

Imagining traces of his lips.

To the passion her body goes,

As he watches it unfold...

Written by: Patty Ann 2002

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When You Slumber

Dream of me my love, one of these nights.

And in that dream dear, hold me ever so tight.

Caress me with passion, under starlight.

For deep within that dream, somewhere that night,

I will not restrain from the hunger of this desire.

And when the dawn breaks, and you shall awake...

You will know deep within your slumber,

You and I had found each other, On that starlit night.

And I shall whisper softly, sweet dreams to you my lover,

I shall see you when you slumber.

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"She knows her needs"

Her needs are simple, A female fantasy.

Her pleasure is only to appease.

She clings not to earthly things

She sees more than just the tree's

Her heart is filled with great desire

Her mind craving heart of fire

She gives her love so intimately

She needs the passion of intimacy

Her body has no self-doubts

Her soul grasps for no way out

She heard of romance in many tales

She knows passion will prevail.

Her body never knew of such

Her desire's on a continuous search

She passionately waits,

She romantically anticipates.

Her needs to be loved so deeply,

Her giving will be completely.

She holds it all, longing for such a day

She sees it more than just foreplay

Sudden romance strikes like lightning,

Rolling passion thunder so mighty.

It's a female treasure man so seeks.

Of Body, mind so entertained.

He knows her plot of exotic thoughts,

Of tender loins, passion is sought.

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Thunder Air

Thunder air with lightning speed

Travel upward airborne free

Glimpses of heaven bound

Sunlight gathers all around

Memories press of a passing time

Of fair maiden, knight am I.

Thunder air, many rode

Lightning speed tales were told.

Knight am I, of modern times

I ride the thunder of the sky

Search the land.... Far and wide

Seek the pleasures of present time

Thunder air with lightning speed

Travel upward airborne free

If tomorrow kisses me

It’s the air that sets me free.

Written by: Patty Ann 2002

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Poetic Fantasy

He searches out the countryside

Longing to feel the passionate side

Female rapture of lust he’s had

In all to many one night stands.

Wrath of passion his body cries

It’s hide and seek emotions sigh

Then a woman with words wrote of passion

Capture his longing for this kind of reaction.

His quest is desperate it frenzies inside.

He takes a shower to ease the rise…

The water comforts his firmness at first,

Then visions of her starts to lurk

Visualizing the poetic beauty,

He strokes himself with cries of mutiny

Her legs apart plays in his mind,

It finishes the desperate desire.

With breathless wonder, at his peak

These were the only words he could speak.

She’s the temptress of passion he slowly groans

A princess of passion he deeply moans.

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Smooth Seduction

In my mind my body so wonders

Is there a man that could make me ponder?

Wanting him just by his words or phase,

As he describes sexual plays.

Creating a desire stirring within me.

With swavvy voice guiding me.

Knowing taunting lips would be so teasingly.

Warmth of mouth very pleasingly.

Making my heart feel each beat,

As it pounds to the passion he speaks.

Resting briefly between each line,

Catching my breath deepening each time.

A Casanova style he knows,

Smiles at the reaction of lost control.

Hands are feathering over every part

Resting briefly, just to re-start.

She’ll pull his hands to the needing part

Now he tells how he will start...

Butterfly kisses between her thighs

Softly escapes her, A needing sigh.

Now she's wanting, his moisten touch

Craving, longing, even lusting.

No longer pondering in just thought

To feel him with her, the body wants.

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