Bead Of Sweat

A hot sun hangs in the sky...

Heavy air down by the sea...

Some cool shade...

Is a shelter for me...

A young lady on a towel in the sand...

Protects her skin...

Lotion in hand...

Tan skin sexy and smooth...

Glistens in oil...

In the heat no one moves...

A bead of sweat...

Under her chin...

Travels slowly down her sweet neck...

Across her shoulder...

And then in between...

Where some men love best...

Across her belly so flat and smooth...

Past her navel slow but true...

To the thong and then inside...

Causing an itch...

That will not subside...

In a moment she stirs...

As if she’s been touched...

Her hand reaches down...

And slightly adjusts...

And then inside...

Oh I should stop...

For I ‘ve said too much...


Phoebus
©3/19/03