G-Spot
Pleasant pleasurable
spot of delight, let my
touching spark your
light. Ventilator by your
side as you grasp for
breath tonight. May
my kissing make you
weak, as in this heat
you fight to remove
the quilt and sheet.
As your goose bumps
begins to rise I'm left
to feel I'm touching your
sensitive spot inside
and as the volume of
your voice increase to
tensely shouts my name,
your sounds would
drown Marvin Gaye's
sexual healing through
the tension of your
body's feelings.
As your nail sinks
beneath the chocolate
of my skin and your
milk escapes your
walls within. To see
the relief as your
cheeks meet your ears
but is this the joy you
patiently waited for all
these years?
Copyright Andrew Vassell 2012
www.andrewvassell.com
Copyright © Andrew Vassell | Year Posted 2012
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