Fingertips slowly open the front of my black dress His eyes glare contentedly watch it slowly descend past the swell of my breast The curves of my hips The length of my legs Once on the floor he had me step out of it and discarded it to the side Than his gray eyes roamed my flesh territory in such a way I felt naked... Then in a flash his strong hands spun my body around and thrust my body down over the edge of the work desk In an instant is hand came down swiftly on my backside... judgmental?

Fingertips slowly open the front of my black dress His eyes glare contentedly watch it slowly descend past the swell of my breast The curves of my hips The length of my legs Once on the floor he had me step out of it and discarded it to the side Than is gray eyes roamed my flesh territory in such a way I felt naked... Then in a flash his strong hands spun my body around and thrust my body down over the edge of the work desk In an instant is hand came down swiftly on my backside... judgmental?

Fingertips slowly open the front of my black dress His eyes glare contentedly watch it slowly descend past the swell of my breast The curves of my hips The length of my legs Once on the floor he had me step out of it and discarded it to the side Than is gray eyes roamed my flesh territory in such a way I felt naked... Then in a flash his strong hands spun my body around and thrust my body down over the edge of the work desk In an instant is hand came down swiftly on my backside... judgmental?

Poema recitado en un poetry slam sobre la soledad, impotencia y depresión.

Boo... I see you

In the dark Taking in an old movie in the park In tight huddle  We snuggle Wrapped in the warmth of a blanket Warding off the cool of the night air Moonlight Low light Reflect off our face While fingers roam as minds contemplate You touch mine I touch yours As dep breathes are kept at bay While docile fingertips led the way Head rest On manly chest As my body become disarray From surreal orgasmic fray Manly eyes close As his body tremble in orgasmic throe When usage of a handkerchief came in

Eyes sensuous glare Undress the contour of my curves Touch the sensitivity of my flesh Rape my being  Taste my very essence With that look  of hungry desire...... (c)1ManView

Eyes sensuous glare Undress the contour of my curves Touch the sensitivity of my flesh Rape my being  Taste my very essence With that look  of hungry desire...... (c)1ManView

Lust doesn't have any patients Desire doesn't care Passion is the fuel Release is the only option To sexual gratification (c)1ManView

Fotomontaje de David Pérez Pol

Fotomontaje de David Pérez Pol

Fotomontaje de David Pérez Pol

Fotomontaje de David Pérez Pol

Fotomontaje de David Pérez Pol

Fotomontaje de David Pérez Pol

Fotomontaje de David Pérez Pol

Fotomontaje de David Pérez Pol

Fotomontaje de David Pérez Pol

Obra conceptual de David Pérez Pol

Obra conceptual de David Pérez Pol