Latin Lover

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Tonight I went salsa dancing at El Palomar Ballroom,

watched the couples flowing

rhythmically together,

thrusting and twirling,

entwining like vines,

heels sliding gracefully

across the floor,

and I could not help but think

of you.

 

Of how at the club

you held me close against your chest,

wrapped your arms around me,

squeezed the rounds of my breasts,

your hands large, like pads of nopal,

and you kissed my ear,

and roughly spanked my ass

and said:

“I’ll dance with you

in bed.”

 

My latin lover,

you are so sabroso,

so spicy,

so rrrrrico,

so mmmmm…

 

You captivate me

with your hips

that sway

against mine

to the fluttering heartbeat

of the Earth Mother.

 

A glass of sangria.

Por favor.

Another shot

and I am drunk

on your caliente beat,

your fino brown skin,

your suave moves,

your animal lust.

When you want me,

you WANT me.

 

You are primal,

you are graceful,

you are so macho

but tender

like a squash blossom

and I want

to dance with you

all night long

until el pinche tequila sunrise.

Love Potion

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My love potion is made of:

geranium, mandarin orange, lemon, cardamom, sandalwood, patchouli, ylang ylang, and jasmine oils,

as well as other ingredients:

wistful hope,

cunning need,

fearful longing,

the surprising perseverance

of an oft-broken heart.

 

I am an uncommon sorceress,

love my only spell.

I will weave my dazzling web of dreams

for you to catch upon.

And once you do,

well…

let the games begin.

 

You must be terribly manly

to arouse my seductive passions.

But if you charm me,

I will take you

against my bosom like an eternal mother — a cute little mamacita, that is,

and hold you there in the thrall

of luscious pleasure,

spreading the length of my curves against you,

touching you

in all the right places.

 

I will feast upon you lavishly, leaving no part of you untasted,

open the mouth of myself wide for you,

swallow you heartily down.

 

I will cook you your favorite foods.

My tongue will fill your ear

with kind words of encouragement,

with decadent flattery,

stroke

your ego.

 

I will make myself delicious to you.

Soon you will begin to crave me

on your tongue.

You will become addicted

to my love.

 

So drink a sip of my love potion.

 

Then let the games begin…

You Are So Earthy

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Your eyes shine like obsidian

in the candlelight

of my bedroom.

Coal black,

lit with warmth,

reflecting the lush darkness

of night.

 

You are so earthy.

 

Your masculinity is like a lodestone,

rock hard, magnetic.

I draw you into the deep well of my longing,

the liquid expanse,

feel you drop your anchor

into the soft wetness of my body,

pull me downwards, like the tide,

into the depths.

 

Your power shakes me up.

 

You are seismic.

I am shuddering, vibrating

with rich tremors

and sensual eruptions,

releasing heat and sparks of pleasure

that radiate from my core outward

to the volatile surface

of my skin.

 

You are so strong.

 

You touch me deeper,

fill me,

crack me open,

rift me,

take me into your fiery underworld,

carry me across turbulent rivers of flowing magma, molten lava,

until I reach

the crest of breaking dawn

and my own bright internal sun shines

like an aurora borealis,

glowing,

throbbing,

releasing,

dancing

like a star

through the heavens.

California Tantra

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My hands play a sensual raga

upon my sultry body,

fingertips grazing

the bells of my breasts, nipples tinkling like kartals,

the drumbeat of my clitoris

throbbing like Zakir Hussein on the tabla.

 

Unbridled longing is my siren song.

 

My bed is a magic carpet from Vijayanagara.

My inner Tantric temple is made of molten rose quartz,

garlanded with jasmine flowers,

smoky with the scent of sandalwood,

the pink fleshy gates inscribed with lilting golden Sanskrit letters,

padmalaya shriksha:

“lotus-dwelling, place of radiance.”

 

Enter me and you will enter Shangri-la.

 

Sweet and tart is my rasa.

My sweat is Himalayan salt;

my juicy mangoes are lusciously ripe.

My hot little pussy drips neem honey and unctuous amrita;

tease your cock against me

and I will rub this on you

like a salve.

 

Suck on my breasts

and taste my sacred milk of Wisdom,

receive the bittersweet Ayurvedic medicine of my Love,

for I am a Goddess with many arms and many hearts

and many g spots

and I will eat you like Durga into oblivion

until you cum

hard and aching and deliciously liquid

all over my lips,

momentarily illuminated

with the knowledge

of Absolute Shivashakti

as I swallow you down.