Your eyes partly blue and darkly brown softly pull me in Sweet & seductive I like you, so allow me to be honest Truth is I like you a lot The taste of you could be like warm sugar Slightly slapping and burning the back of my throat The part that your moist tongue could so easily tickle Like pink cotton candy on a summer noon Delighting my swollen navel through to my tummy But I must refrain Knowing your side effects is lasting Tempting and downright sinful (So) I keep watching from a far (unsafe) distance…
Feb28
Feelin’ Hot Hot Hot!
hehehe
I will not read this poem until Lent is over. I refuse to read the second stanza and its sensuous semi-explicitness – throat, moist tongue, navel etc….no, I refuse to read!
Boomie — Oh, my Boomie
So sensual. I love it.
— Eric
“No Len, you are not having a hot flash this time it is boomie and her sensual poetry again”….”whew thought I was going to have to take another pill….”
Excellent…
Love, especially the second stanza.
Very glad
. Thanks Susan
I think I need to get hubby to start reading some of your poetry (lol)!
haha, that will be an honor
ooh la la – I feel sinful just reading this one Boomie! Hot doesn’t even begin to describe it!
Lol…I was talking about cotton candy, the pink kind. Truth is they are sinful lol. Thanks Ken
The best things are usually sinful. Great poem.
I agree
. Thank you so much