Lips molten and moist,
Branding like red hot irons.
Volcanic breath melting away inhibitions.
Electric tongues probing secret places,
Send high voltage currents to fingertips;
Tracing patterns across glistening flesh.
Passions caught on the cutting edge,
Between pleasure and pain,
Like exposed nerves laid bare.
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this poem perfectly articulates that wonderful morning after feeling.
Larry
Read this on my girlfriends voice mail last Friday just before our first intimate date. She loved it, saved it, and we had a very nice weekend.
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