To taste my flowering up
close and personal, will have
you all strung out like a new
addict.
Never wanting to give up your
new found erotic food.
Cling to these silky thighs
and lather my essence with
your lush tongue that
now plays melodies through
this sex-filled air.
Fill me arch beautiful hips
in the air.
Link warm hands with mines.
Hear the delightful cries
and uncontrolled moans and sighs.
Get used to the intensity.
Learn my body cuntinents
as it applies, only to you.
Be a surveyor of this new
territory...
and use all of your tools.
Your hot tongue.
Your fabulous fingers.
Your powerful phallic that is
pulsating passion.
As you twist into me.
Falling into the abyss of
my creamy blossom tonight.
written 5/3/05
by mocha sistah
all rights reserved
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
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