U got me stealing glances ...
At your full plump dark lips
thinking up all the ways to turn them red with kisses
At your cheeks
figuring out how my fingers can make them quaver
At your ears
imagining them tingling from my nails ...
Damn! I wanna cater to you
cater girl ... cater. lol
ReplyDeleteHow many fingaz make the make dem quavers???
ReplyDeleteLuv dis piece.....
nice piece!!!
ReplyDeletehow i wish dis was specifically meant for me.
ReplyDelete@ Anonymous
ReplyDelete:))
@ Anonymous
one finger is enough, no? :)) thanxx
@ Emmanuel Hasrek
thanx
@ A. N. Y. Otoo
own it!
Romantic be what!
ReplyDeletebeautiful beautiful beautiful!
ReplyDeletea very focused poem (on subject) that says a lot in few words!
and a stunning end to keep one yearning for more!
beautiful!
Beautiful imagery.
ReplyDeleteMaame, a response:
ReplyDeleteAnd you got me catching your telling glances
making me want to put a freeze on time
desiring to caress your supple lips with soft kisses
wanting to surrender to your every need
Imangining...
nestling you in my arms, cuddling you, petting you
touching you there at the back of your neck
tickling your senses…
Damn! I wanna cater to you
I can only imagine...
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