How I wish I could slide over your
Glorious masculine scent
And share my inner nectar
Hovering
Dithering bee
Stealthily descend
Mountaineer above the precious point
Victorious gritty knees
A moment trifling before descent
Smiling as i squeeze
Towards your rocky planes I go
Seething sipping Hellbent
My sighing core
Crash lands before
Whet lips and eyes are softly melting leant
A nymph by noir
Low pale moonlight needing my fair share
Of lusting eyes passion filled thighs
Within a lovers lair......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful use of imagery. Tittlatingly pleasant to read. It would be nice to be the inspiration for such a poem. Keep it up.