Thursday 9 June 2011

More! - a poem by Michael Anderson

see myself holding you close to me,
Squeezing your body tight.
But for all I see as I daydream-
I know I'll get tenfold tonight.

Running my palms across your breast,
As you tremble and bite your lip.
Feeling your hands upon my chest,
The softness of each fingertip.

Tasting your neck so sweet, so soft,
And slowly lowering my kiss.
Over pert nipples, across your navel,
And finally into pure bliss.

Looking upon your face from below-
As you tilt back your head.
Feeling your fountains begin to flow-
As you ease back on the bed.

Your "innocent little devil" look-
Crying insatiably with the sensation.
Lip to lip lapping up every drip-
From the well of your creation.

The way you pull me up by the hair-
To the heat of your mouth, on fire.
No other thoughts, no other cares,
Just the quenching of mad desire.

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