Sinful thoughts are arising.


Dropped From the Vine


Round firm cheeks
Tightly wrapped in siken fabric
Second skin tapering to full
Pistoning legs

Moving and shimmering
With each purposefull stride
Broad powerful hips quiver
Without knowing their effect

Compact red sweater bulging
curves to flesh unfettered waist
and tightly wrapped hips
All moving gracefully

Round porcelain white face
Raven hair embraces
Painted with a capricious smile
And strawberry red lips

I cannot help watching
Her Provocative prance
And Wish I could peel
her as a ripe tomato
Just dropped from the vine




Poetry by Kee Zealy The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-05-07 at 17:07

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