Planting gentle kisses on my shoulder was only the start. Her teeth on the other hand, were like fireworks to my heart. Her claws fought with my bra as I carried on with my hunger for her gifts. My fingers dove in but her tongue never gave up. I maneuvered inside her, but I wanted more.
I finally crawled down to her town, kissing her every street, tonguing her every corner, teasing her and loving her. She moaned and groaned but still let me dive deeper inside of her treasure box. Her sweet taste, oh her sweet sins ran down my fingers like no other.
Author notes
Just bits and pieces of something I wrote.
No poem but whatever.
Comments
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I like the bits and pieces.
For a title I thought of Sin City because you refer to her town, every street, every corner. Not a poem? What is poetry but expression? I say it's a poem that just needs reformated to look more poetic. Perhaps something more like this:
Sin City
Planting gentle kisses
on my shoulder was
only the start.
Her teeth
on the other hand
were like fireworks
to my heart.
Her claws fought
with my bra
as I carried on
with my hunger
for her gifts.
My fingers dove in
but her tongue
never gave up.
I maneuvered
inside her,
but I wanted more.
I finally crawled
down to her town
kissing her every street
tonguing her every corne
teasing her and loving her.
She moaned and groaned
but still let me dive
deeper inside of
her treasure box.
Her sweet taste,
oh her sweet sins
ran down my fingers
like no other.
I say that looks and sounds like a poem and frankly I found it an arousing read.
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Wow...A bit sexual? Dchcl, good description. If you put this all together with a general meaning or purpose and a good flow I think it could be pretty good. Might wanna put this under "adult"... Good job.
Tal.
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