Don Johnson Poet Rhyme

Toe-N-Toe

Toe-n-Toe
and the flow, torrent flow, 
tween toe n de toe,
it rose to a fever pitch,
tween her thighs, 
she gripped him, just so!
the heat of the flesh ceased to itch,
just a bit.....
but he was rising and rising, 
& rising some more,
and harder the fever got pitched,
 he tried to escape,
 but no giddy-up-go....
till into the black sweet exhaustion you know,
he slipped and he slipped bloody slipt......

Don

re:Debbie Duncan  "She Waits"

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Cecilia Macfarlane July 10, 2013 at 8:59 AM Well Debbie did write 'She waits'....lol. Interesting and humorous reply. Hugs

Don Johnson July 8, 2013 at 5:00 PM yes it inspired a reply heheheh in the heat of the night it fitted just right, what more can i say:)

Debbie Duncan July 8, 2013 at 1:54 PM Yes, but does that mean you liked my poem ;}