lunge~glimmer
ahhhhh the pale silk of your thighs shimmers like a moonbeam
dancing on a rippling river like water calling my tongue to glide on
down the interesting curves of your skin, oh come on in
yes it is rather fine,
the ruby glisten candy apple of your lips catches me looking
with covert hunger, overt lunge stretch nylon white cyclone girl
cut your eyes cat sly slick and slant devise take my pulse baby rise
utter rants flutter soft the sick perfume your cigarette cough
drunkens me timbers and temperature skews with kremlin heads
with 50's noir in Hayworth linen pastie awry the tassel sky's in shreds
bamboo picks under eastern nails a luminescent sliver on black silk hips
shudders for lovers shuttering blinds hidden pearls wet with due
lick you torch light lips are blue chanteuse siren spotlight clue
rattle snake skin sink cobra fangs ride the reins cashmere skeins
city winding wink*grin* blinding complexion steel taut frail
ahhhhh the glisten sheer and pale
silk of your thighs
glimmer
like
a moonbeam~
Poetry by jesse
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Written on 2007-02-17 at 14:07
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