Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2014
Last eve,
I yearned
For the blissful comfort
Of sleep
And the delicate brush of
Cotton throws
On cheeks two
Weary to treat
Her hungry ears
To pillow talk...

Our feast of flattery
Spiced in the naughty lyric
Of foreplay,
The gourmet of prurient delights,
Simmered unstirred...

My spoon too
Weary to deliver...

~ P
(#TongueInCheek)
03/21/14
James G Paul Sr aka Pablo
Written by
James G Paul Sr aka Pablo  USA
(USA)   
1.2k
   Carrie Crusoe
Please log in to view and add comments on poems