I so love your skin's feel
beneath my old rough fingers
e'en after a caress I steal
the memory still lingers
As touch moves on to gentle cleft
I'm filled with anticipation
of patience I am now bereft
please fill my expectation
And as each little roundish nub
also begs for attention
calling out for a light rub
and a poem's lyric mention
Just the sight of your soft curves
fills me with such delight
and never ever fails to serve
to enrich my appetite
The taste of you upon my lips
is beyond most others' reaches
and now my secret finally slips
I sure love eating peaches
Another oldie from old site...........scribbler
Comments
sins
thanks for coming by and leaving an optional version. i am always editing my stuff and will keep your ideas in mind when I edit this................scribbler
sins
the only cereal I kill is a bowl of corn flakes lol.I'm glad you liked this.............stan
You'll go to hell for this!
You'll go to hell for this!
;-)
~A
What ????
For writing about fruit? lmao...........................stan
i steal many a heart
you many a soul
and keep most of us guessing
what's coming up next?
hi
Beware scribbler Stealer of souls lol. thanks for coming by................scribbler
Hi
once in a way
i come by
at other times
I'm shy
hello Jayne
I'm going to post some stuff from old site on occasion, so you'll see familiar writes once in a while. Think I will delete comma...........stan
Dear Stan
for me this was a virgin read and having read this one..i can safely say that this one is from a thorough bred romantic ....cleverly written...titillating the mind without being gross....
sins
There is a lot of difference between erotic and pornographic. I'm glad you like this..................stan
Fruity
another peach
lou
hello lou
thank you.............stan
You Fresh Fruit Cake LMAO
Remove the last line reference you silly. Fools like me don't need to know. Do you really believe the sense words belong in a poem because there are two schools of thought on that. One is yes and one is no. I myself like the challenge of showing the senses but with rhyme and meter it is quite a challenge.
Loved this work,
Mark