- Erotic Poetry
- Candy Apple Red
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Her grinning lips that are spread in a smile
are the color of candy apple red.
She licks them when she sees you fumble with your zipper,
and leaning back, she invites you to the bed.
She sees that the blush of your cheeks are red,
the exact shade of her lace panties.
You blush even deeper when she undresses like a stripper,
and when she notices the bulge in your slacks,
your face is the color of candy apple red.
What kind of circumstance has led you to this?
The clothes are rumpled on the floor,
and the way she mouths your lips is a different way to kiss;
She opens her thighs, exposing her candy to you,
this candy apple gash, begging to be plucked.
And your erection, rising in the rush of blood,
it is a signal for her to prepare herself.
That candy apple sweetness that begs to be mouthed in curses
also begs to make your eyes bloodshot by morn.
