Sunday 27 June 2010

Sky High To Mount Everest.

Appearing from nowhere
He stares you
Up and down
Playfully

Absorbing
Your long toned thighs
Freshly creamed

Smooth snake hips
That moves like the rhythm of Soca

And your tender
Soft juicy sugar lips
That resembles Toffee Apples.

And mouth-wateringly swallows
And strolls towards you
Like a tiger

Concealing his eager and hard…
Hunger
Whispers ‘give me some love babes’

Like a genie from a lamp
He became
All things to you

Twisting your lid
Teasingly and slow
And drank your vanilla milkshake
Like a thirsty drunken.

Makes you hot
Sweat
Became your shower head
Making you wet everywhere…
South.

The Rhythm of Passion,
Positions,
Heated conditions,
Motions
Pleasurable emotions
Sensual Stroking
God blessed
Ecstasy
Damn right
Climax
Sky high
To Mount Everest.


By Shaun Gordon aka Donusho
30/4/2010 ©

Dedicated to Mrs Tanya Daye.

2 comments:

  1. Very nice! *snaps* Now I understand how others feel when they read my erotica. I felt my face flush and a smile crept onto my lips. Wonderfully written.

    Lala

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  2. Thank you Lala, its nice to know that my poem had the same effect on you as others.

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