temptation and the new top
A cool breeze licked the back of her neck
I licked her everywhere else
a hot tongue trace and the breeze in place
I couldn't help myself
A night like tonight and a dream like this one
though everything felt so surreal
A cool breeze licked the back of her neck
though cool is not what she did feel
flushed, and hushed, and rushed, so much
on nerves she did quite enjoy
her parents walked in and noticed the sin
I was her girl not her boy.
I licked her everywhere else
a hot tongue trace and the breeze in place
I couldn't help myself
A night like tonight and a dream like this one
though everything felt so surreal
A cool breeze licked the back of her neck
though cool is not what she did feel
flushed, and hushed, and rushed, so much
on nerves she did quite enjoy
her parents walked in and noticed the sin
I was her girl not her boy.
posted by Baron Von Justa at 7:10 PM
7 Comments:
I love it shug!!!
I can't believe you have yours done already ---- I am completely jealous.
A poetry breeze, worthy of Beat snaps.
impressive! i like it!
RW - Stop by anytime. You are correct about G.S. being a character out of a book, but not Dean Koontz. Guess again.
Deb - Thanks. I'll be by your place soon.
WP - . . . and a candle blow out at the end. Gracias.
Angel - I'm glad. I was pressed for time, but I wanted to take a shot. Thanks.
nice work. and nice to have some fff poetry.
walk good.
feverish much?
Cool breeze, cool poetry.
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