I was at a party on a Midsummer's Eve
When I felt a soft touch, at my sleeve,
I turned to see a young Girl there
with Full red lips. and Long soft Hair.
While the Music Played on, She was such a flirt
That I gasped for Breath, with her hand 'neath my skirt
At her soft touch. I felt my Button Rise
As she brought out of me the evening's first Sighs
And Later on in the Deep of the Night
With our Passions rising, and our Lips locked tight
I felt myself savor her breast so young
As her ****** Hardened, to the Touch of my Tongue
Then our Tongues both sought Loves sweet Fold
To tease and savor our passion so bold
While we Rocked and Moaned in each others arms
Kissing to exctasy each others Charms

*This Poem is from the Collection "POETIC STALKINGS"