| Vudu's Poetry -
09-08-07
Fierce
Merlot on my lips
The taste of her
Rouge kiss to
Savor my sin
Torso; the grail
Drip-dried to be
Honey dipped and
I’m shaft deep in the
Rain, her thighs tight
Around my waist to
Draw me into her
Pulsating grip
Throbbing
Inside
Out
Madness served
Best moist with a
A dash of warmth
To seethe the rifts
As
Soft they soon
Vanished amidst
The mold, quivering
Lips detonate eclectic
Passionate probes; alas
I’d
Rupture the imprisoning
Bastions of ache to blast
Her heart free, eruption
Seen far and wide as
The embers of love
Embellished the
Heavens above
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A Peach Is A Peach, A Plum Is A Plum, A Kiss Ain't A Kiss, Without Some Tounge, So Open Your Mouth, And Close Your Eyes, And Give Your Tounge Some Exercise
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