whisper your words in my lap

colours not yet discovered

Whisper your words in my lap
those sweet syllables,
that melt under your breath
and pour onto my skin
in a warm and lovesick trickle.
I clamp your body between
my thighs, bend over you,
let my breasts pour
into your mouth. You lick them
with your tongue, bite softly
into my nipples and bind me to you
with the strings of pain, suck
me into the sea of your mouth
soon to emerge again, sky-faced,
I am drifting on to foreign seas,
lands of colors not yet discovered
never to know where the voyage
will take me.

Poetry by Scharlie Meeuws
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Written on 2006-08-02 at 23:03

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Amanda K
well bon voyage:D

Oh, very erotic and sensual:)