Thursday, June 3, 2010

Voice III

Your voice is like
A liquid
A mellow, creamy
Liquid.
It creates
In me
An urge to
Lick it from
Your body
As you speak
And it slowly
Flows
Down your
Wonderfully
Hairy chest
Down your
Beautiful belly
Wherever it flows
Before I try
To consume it all.

Your voice
Tantalizes
All of my senses
Awakens
All of my desires
Calls me to my
Pen in the middle
Of the night
As I interrupt
A dream
To remember
The way I felt
Just a few hours
Ago
As it flowed
Out of you
In to me.

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