Freaky black thing you're licking my toesand laying your head in my luscious lap,you are my afrodisiac.
You're dining on my erotic cuisine of
sweet nipples and wet thighs of eroticismas you take your time to blow my mind.
Freaky black thing you're rubbing your passion all over my body like its your second skin.
You're taking this lust thing deep within as we go into our erotic zone.
Blow that air upon my thighs cause I liketo feel that softness from your lips when it's near my clit.
Keep grabbing your hands on my thickalicious
hips as you delve deep beneath my sugary
Open my body like a painter would.
Use your lips like a paint brush and dip your wonderous colors all over my body.
Make me your loveslave as you turn me
over and spank my derriere...oh yeah, baby I want you to go there.
Silkily, I want you to blindfold me and make me crawl on my knees
to feel your erotic needs.
I want you to be my afrodisiac.
Turn me on to the break of dawn.
I need you to be my afrodisiac and taste me until all my flavors are gone.
(c) 2003 Mocha Sistah
OH MY GOD! This poem should be handled with care because it's so vivid, so splendidly erotic, delicious, HOT! Children and some adults may not be able to handle the frank sexuality of this piece, but it's well worth the effort. Just bring a fan!