Tongue tied .....

Tongue tip lick curvature of fleshy swollen folds 

Dips into the void of its sweeping hidden valley

lightly stumble into spasm of its cavern walls

All while waiting for sweet tart taste of its thunderous rain.........

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A tired sigh.... Erotic Prose poem

I sit and ponder awhile

And yes, the taste between your thighs is more than worth the while 

Especially when the tip of my tongue tastes the wet depths of your vertical smile 

Hips flip, wiggle and grind

 As I consume the deep flavor of you clear nectar wine 

While your body lie in position of dine 

Head rock back and forth 

While my tongue slid into your means from direction of north 

Hmm, a smile cross my face when I hear your lungs gasp and snort 

After my tongue lick your pink cavern dry 

Sounds of breast-deep audible orgasmic cries 

Leap and bound towards the sky 

Then float back toward earth, in a deep silent sigh 

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Monday moaning... Tasty sweet .... Prose poem ...

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