I Lingered At Loves' Door
I lingered at loves' door
Lips waiting for a kiss or two
A brush of passion
A whisp of warmth
As many lovers do
The first was quite dull
Fumbly digits all like thumbs
And when it came to kissing
A mouth equipped with a serpents
Tongue nimble agile and erotic
Flickering across my eyes , my lips,
The nape of my neck beastly he was.
The second was tall a voice that any
Woman would pride herself as the
Victor for his serenade prowess
But his beastly nose,dripped, his large
Ears flapped very much like a tiny pigs
And the hair on his chest was about
Four inches long I could have combed it
Collected it and knitted slippers with it.
Number three awe, he was a ballroom dancer
Nimble, thighs and buttocks firm , strong
Thoughts of a snake wrapping its prey came to
Mind when I looked at his legs.
He could spin his partner, toss her up catch her
Throw her and gently dip her and kiss her with
His deepest hungry oceanic green eyes.
Not a hair on his body. Muscular, nimble.
A gentle quiet , yet the most sensual erotic man
I had ever seen. His confidence and gestures
Were such a tease to be so closely paired to a
Zeus in a mans body I loved him the best.
Although he always wore a mask. The allure
If the unknowing. I could only see the eyes.
He barely spoke a word. His body movements
Intertwined with mine. Tangos, waltzes, ballroom
Dances or simply barefoot romps under the moonlight
We synced in every line, gesture,nothing went
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