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About This Poem
AFTER DINNER MINT
ADMITTANCE.....
thoughts of you today
for me, explicit
and I apologize for being man enough
to admit it
I played tongue tag with the back of your neck
gliding fingertips across shoulders
kissing peck's
that'll help remove
the fear for you
I multitask
while necking, I tickle palms
glide up the forearm
the harder you breathe
I know the more calm
I do things
just to be remembered
not for bragging rights
that I entered
foot massage
feather foreplay your inner thigh
chasing the feather with kisses
I'm not the ordinary guy
getting down like that
taps into your aggression
the feeling of freedom
becomes an obsession
I still have a little more
in store
battle is waged
through a tongue war
migrate towards your ear lobe
while being dis-robbed
the good girl inside you
momentarily foreclosed
finger food theory
for the ample hor' dourves
igniting nerves
to make the kitten purr
proper treatment
a woman deserves
it doesn't stop their lady
there's one button left
that'll drive you crazy
the lady in the boat
set your wings to sail
forgive me for being
provocative as hell.....
By, The Scribe
M. Linton
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