liquid pearl drops
adorn full pink lips
her favorite sweetness
his favorite weakness
letting her drink him into heaven
without judgement
without sin
eases his hardness
into her softness
no movement
just sanctuary
within her temple
their bodies meditate
realigning chakras
his hands knead away
at the subtleties and thickness
of her curves
caresses the underside of her thigh
to go deeper into her playground
soft breaths whisper secrets
across her neckline
into her hair
the scent of raspberries and vanilla
intoxicates his senses
so his tongue seeks its own inebriation
inside her mouth........
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
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2 comments:
i told one of my blogger buddies that tuesdays would now be deemed as erotic tuesdays... i see you agree! ;-)
Ummm...Well hell! Very sexy in a tasteful way...I don't think I need to say more. The poem handles its business.
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