Infinite Pleasure
His soft coat warms the flesh
that lies beneath thy gallant nest
One stroke and his soft muffles erode
upon my ear lobes sending electrifying
trimmers through our bodies lingering
in the moment of our pleasure.
As my gentle touches
drift down his massiveness
two, three, four, five strokes
with every touch his thrust
gravitate further towards my own nest
his name rung out
intertwined fingers surrounds
the passion of our mouths
as sweet kisses brushes ever
so blissful and he wishes
for the warmth of my own nest
nectar of the spring.
As I offer my treasures he floats
in and out begging for more of my warm nectar
the heat and sweat caresses as we
lay passionately drowned in hot humid sleep
our sun rises and we twine our nest together
making stronger our infinite pleasure
"For that beautiful poetic pen touched me within"
Written: 8/4/2015
Your Favourite Poem From AUGUST 2015 - Poetry Contest
Copyright © Yolanda Scott | Year Posted 2015
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