- Erotic Poetry
- 1st dessert
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Click heretucked away near a hidden hollow
is the stone cabin peppered
with smattering of fresh white snow
a long grey wispy trail of smoke
rises into the cloudless cyan sky
and turns southward by winter's gale
inside the safe sanctuary it smells of soup
mixed with the rising homemade bread
taking me back to childhood joys
I hear her softly singing as she cooks
the cats weave through her steps
and graze her calves peeking from black gown
I enter her domain to fill my cup
with Kenyan coffee and a touch of cream
she smiles impishly as if recalling the night
a kiss exchanged as my hands slip between
soft silk and softer warm thrill of skin
finding nothing but flesh underneath
she giggles as I lift her lithe lovely body
placing her at the edge of the counter
her legs wrap tautly around my neck
my tongue snuggles between her pink gate
as I drink from her endless fountain
lapping her sweet musk scented sex
till her moans punctuate each wicked flick
and her river flows freely feeding my lust
a succulent dessert enjoyed before the meal
- COMMENTS
RJMastersover 19 years agoThe image formed clear and smooth in my mind as I read it...famillar and welcomed...then finished with a delightful after taste... Nice WD.
