On skimpy see-through gown,
Dressed in fashion; wraps to moonlit passion,
to play the sweetest surrender of one’s flesh………
to grow beyond the desires of sexual fantasies………
on his maleness she served utmost sexual ecstasy,
became a slave to taste the rewards of the sweetest sin.
10-14-09
I like this because it keep my mind thinking i think this poem is nice because you didnt explain the poem fully leaving lots of room to ponder I love this
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I would like to translate this poem
became a slave to taste the rewards of the sweetest sin.......it is thoughts of differentschool and onemust rememebr inlife that it is biggest moment in life whenu sharethe sentiments withfull knowlege....it ishappiest momentandhas God's blessings too..onemust take it as sacred happening inlife...love to read ur creation as it tastes nice in thought.....10