Friday, May 15, 2009

my lover has refined tastes
no cheap tequila for him
more sweet liquor
to pass my lips
warm my hips
open to your dips
my thighs, my mouth
turned upside down
drunken, wetten, arms surround
surround you and me and us
i have to know you better first
through my mind is the lust
and it does not trust
the mind trusts none
not even one
but to know the soul
of the other to toll
is a must


  1. I thought you would like that one. Thanks for the compliment.