Tipping the Velvet

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Part 1 of the 2 part series

Updated 08/27/2017
Created 02/22/2010
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Tipping the Velvet

Sugared butterfly
between petals divine,
tasting your moist nectar
is like drinking heavenly wine.

Within the valley of Eden
your sacred plum I bite
to sate my desire
caused by lusty appetite

You I sup,
fluttering butterfly—
sustenance without a God—
with my virgin tongue I must purify.

Fountains flow with honey,
emerge butterfly,
find orgasm's joy.
Erotic pleasure is loves reward.

Looking in pooled reflection,
the insect floats by,
still swimming in sweet nectar
in the valley between the thighs.

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vrosej10vrosej10about 14 years ago
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It reminded me of a sexual paradise lost. Lust and dripping. Very hot.

AnaisNinFanAnaisNinFanabout 14 years ago
Very nice. . .

Perhaps you have been influenced by Pablo Neruda?