A View from a Valley Well

As I drew from your valley well .......waters sweet last night

My eyes were transfixed on your ******* ***** and tight

Your fingers like the harpist lost in song
Were dancing upon these pink peaks so long

Beyond these matching minarets
My eyes espied your round ruby lips

These labials lisped that eternal sacred love song of the bed

Captivating is the view from your valley to your head

First Girl
When this yokel comes maundering,
Whetting his hacker,
I shall run before him,
Diffusing the civilest odors
Out of geraniums and unsmelled flowers.
It will check him.

Second Girl
I shall run before him,
Arching cloths besprinkled with colors
As small as fish-eggs.
The threads
Will abash him.

Third Girl
Oh, la...le pauvre!
I shall run before him,
With a curious puffing.
He will bend his ear then.
I shall whisper
Heavenly labials in a world of gutturals.
It will undo him.

my ***** ache
as tongue trails
****** to ******
licking, *******
engulfing each
tender breast

squeeze of
buttocks, lifting
sweetness to my
lips; tongue parting
labials, diving deep
into her honey ***

savoring nature's
nectar like a bee
to flower casting
away her inhabitions
or doubts as flames
of passion licks with
intensity searing
us in ecstasy

branding her,
loving her flesh
with kisses and
sweat becomes
steam in the
afterglow of our
nakedness

touching, inhaling
scent of ***
tasting one
another
frenetically
in
abandoned
ache

his mouth an infusion of lust,
eagerly impinges; suckling,
tasting as a kitten to milk.

playing in titillating wetness;
sliding tongue over fevered
flesh, leaving me blushed.

arched in desire…

laid back; glaze eyed,
licking delicacy of my essence ~
as I moan sweet and primal.

savoring labials to ****; entering
sharp tongued cove of pleasure
widening thighs inch by inch.

our bodies immerge *******, hips
slow dips, locking lips muffling
sighs; drenching aches in rhythm.

a symphony of wood, soaked
tangled sheets losing ourselves
in ecstasies kiss; assuaging
hungered *****. unleashed
greed explodes; drenched in
trembling aches as we bend
into supplication of us.

his voice syllabic brushes
against canvas whispering
lullabyes within dreams,
lingering...

his musky fragrance flush
upon flesh, dallying like
verbs still whispering
between folds of rumpled
sheets...

every noun a soft whimper
uttered. lips openly inviting;
stirring tenderly like a breeze
echoing poetry with passion...

ensnaring heart in web of
his muse; each beat looms
copulative, sliding seductive,
awakening senses...

abandoned ache slips and I
pirouette, rippled within his
verse; succumbing to his
poetic thirst...

still whispering lush verbs
while easing between
silken sheets and breath
quickens...

as ****** of tongue licks
nouns of passion, sipping
spills as labials quiver
against tongued invasion...

and he softly murmurs across
brined flesh, touching, nibbling
trembled aches; inflaming naked
desire as each stanza seduces
me again and again...

drawn to masculinities tease
verse by verse...

He sneaks into my mind in slumber,
emanating his fervor; awakening *****
to a frenzy, then whispering wet
licks against me, I whimper deep
within from his delicious torment;
labials unveil for tongued ecstasy.

Wallowing in my bedewed rose; he
breathes its ambrosia with tongue &
nose, stiffens each dip into garden
of Eden, he knew I'd buck and tremble
begging to feel him deeper; unearthing
sighs and whispers.

Touching me with promises; as I eye his
sinewy masculinity, entwined limb to limb
our desire erupts each plunge into
paradise, wet, each teased withdrawal,
inner muscles contract breathing him back
in, rising to meet and sheath his firmness
in unuttered realms of ecstasy.

I whisper, need to swallow his measure;
and sweet hotness trickles down throat,
******* my own wetness; he greedily suckles
one at a time savoring its aftertaste, tonguing
me to taste what he's enjoying, moving slowly
in and out.

And...

I shudder from the sheer feel deeply
embedded as his passion leaves me
softly broken.

his movement against me
rocks me within the array of his
tease

that wet entangled embrace
delicate; deep within our elation,
unraveling my entirety as I bend
in the arch of his chivalry

assuaging me...

In the breath of his passionate
lips; tasting, leaving scorching
trails against hardened *******

I blushed...

and he licked each bud, tongue
tipped flutters, heated breath,
poised beneath bulge; awaiting
slow quick dips coaxing, labials
welcome lips open

appeasing me in rages of his
passion, aching for release;
urging his yearn with each dip

wet of want screams in euphoria,
piercing, entwining as I lay before
him spent naked exposed to
pleasures unknown

awakening our lust, rocking me
within loves breathless embrace

I thought
you could explain
the philosophy of vacuum
and Spinoza
through chattering teeth
and lips too numb to form labials.

In winter;
whenever your face
began to freeze
I wanted to remind you
about occasionalism and
quanta.

I wanted to tell you
how your eyes
could be heat and god.

God's voice is so loud that every angel has broken ear-drums and it's ******* them off. "Heaven my ***!" 1 angel exclaimed in disgust. "Turn around for nothing because you don't have a *****," another angel pointed out to make the first angel cry. "I had a nice one before I came here. I used those ***** bikini-zone razor blades. I wore Brazilian-cut ******* with a G-string on the beach. My labials would jump out now and then. It was fantastic!"

God's voice is so loud that every angel has broken ear-drums and it's ******* them off. "Heaven my ***!" 1 angel exclaimed in disgust. "Turn around for nothing because you don't have a *****," another angel pointed out to make the first angel cry. "I had a nice one before I came here. I used those ***** bikini-zone razor blades. I wore Brazilian-cut ******* with a G-string on the beach. My labials would jump out now and then. It was fantastic!"

I recently met a nice ***** man who sleeps under a tarp beneath a bridge on interstate highway 95. His name is Tyrone and he has 14 children to 10 women. We shared a can of pinto beans as he told me about his interesting life: "I was born to a multi-billion-dollar family who founded Canada and three-quarters of modern America. Each morning our French maid {who was always naked} prepared luscious soul food that made our large penises harder than bauxite. I wanted to grow up quickly and make her have babies until she couldn't anymore. Her name was Fifi Alabama, and I loved her more than dogs love having themselves euthanized. She was a lovely woman with large knobs that could tell you how fast the wind was blowing when we were cruising on my dad's 300-million-dollar yacht. Anyway, she was in love with my cousin Jamaal who was of ***** descent. Fifi preferred ***** men because she was crazy. I often marveled at the way her labials sparkled in the moon-glow like a thousand nurses eating tuna fish on top of the Empire State Building during a hurricane and even if it takes 20 years, I'll possess Fifi's body and impregnate it a lot. Amen and so help me God and Merry Christmas."

***-FREE NIGHTS WITH FIFI - I recently met a nice ***** man who sleeps under a tarp beneath a bridge on interstate highway 95. His name is Tyrone and he has 14 children to 10 women. We shared a can of pinto beans as he told me about his interesting life: "I was born to a multi-billion-dollar family who founded Canada and three-quarters of modern America. Each morning our French maid {who was always naked} prepared luscious soul food that made our large penises harder than bauxite. I wanted to grow up quickly and make her have babies until she couldn't anymore. Her name was Fifi Alabama, and I loved her more than dogs love having themselves euthanized. She was a lovely woman with large knobs that could tell you how fast the wind was blowing when we were cruising on my dad's 300-million-dollar yacht. Anyway, she was in love with my cousin Jamaal who was of ***** descent. Fifi preferred ***** men because she was crazy. I often marveled at the way her labials sparkled in the moon-glow like a thousand nurses eating tuna fish on top of the Empire State Building during a hurricane and even if it takes 20 years, I'll possess Fifi's body and impregnate it a lot. Amen and so help me God and Merry Christmas."