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Click hereBewitching eyes,
bedazzle this,
fairy of love.
That come-hither
... hooded
gaze lingers
upon me.
Like a cherry,
ripe
for the plucking.
Come, pluck me.
suckle,
from within
... me.
Worship,
with your tongue,
of sumptuous
desire.
Taste,
the creme de la creme,
of my cresting
... crop.
OH RF ...
what the hell can ya do ?
I do see that Anonymous is back.
To hell with "it"..
I think your poem was very
'tasteful',
and a delicious morsel for
your readers wouldnt you say ?
hhmmmm, teach me to play
*winks*
-sGp-
Good stuff RF.
I can just hear the breaks being deep in drawn breaths let out with heavy lust filled words after.
You poem leaves me lingering on that look and that taste. I love it.
I love your work so keep it up,
your rhyme flows out to fill my cup.
Your meanings play on my desire,
and strive to hold me till I retire.