- Erotic Poetry
- Breakfast With My Baby
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Spread me across the table
like butter on hot toast
melting over smooth edges
dripping in impish iniquity
Ravish me in jam delights
circulating seedy treats
in appetising areas of
intimate starvation.
Champagne nipples
fizzing against tongues
rambunctious bubbles
titillating taste buds.
Sugary lips lock in
juicy watermelon kisses
hydrating lovers entry
feeding voracious cravings.
- COMMENTS
Bill Dadaover 18 years agoThere is nothing like 'intimate starvation', though your poem comes very close.
Anonymousover 18 years agoWonderful word choice here JC. You achieve a wonderful weaving of sensual pleasure combined with the basic need to be feed! I love how simplicity reigns here on many levels but seduction creates a complexity that holds the reader craving for more.
Nice write girl
du lac~
LeBrozover 18 years agoHey, it's my gushing buddy,
with a verse so hot;
serving up hot breakfast,
the kind best served supine.
<yum><slurp>
oh that is so good...
if that's your idea of a meal,
I'll never be late again!
