dripping…
like dewdrops melting off
petal soft clouds…
i am…
ripened by your tongue…
watching sun…light my fire…
burning in core proximity to your
thrust in to me…
into me…
you dance dangerously…
binding our ring kept
promises to bedpost harnesses…
yeeeaaahh…
baby scream my name you know
nothing's the same…after this…
baby…turn me over…
flip me around…
let me show you sixty nine morsels
of this vanilla fantasy…
flavored in full fidelity…
I wanna be your bitch…
tonight... |
This really flowed well. It's sensual...and the ending was very bold.
hoepfully you visit my site, and maybe join The Verbal Artist. Spotted you on Saul Williams forum. I'm a member too but haven't posted much because of the fact that my work was plagiarized before in an unprotected online environment. I enjoyed my visit to your blog. I plan to boomark it and come back. peace.