“Kiss me there...
there oh &
... there!
She instructs
my tongue
tells me where
it should be
...going.
What exactly
it should be
...doing.
I take her
instruction
proceed with
caution
an ever eager
student.
Tells me to
“bite ever so softly
gently hard.”
I obey her
orders.
Pleasured
by her pleasure.
Tells me to
“ever so delicately
draw a figure
of 8
slowly oh
...slowly.”
I...slowly...oh...slowly.
Then with the very tip
of my tongue
her name.
I write
her name
lips parted
over *&* over
again.
We travel through
the entire alphabet
letter
by
delicious
letter
both
Upper
&
lower
case.
A simple X
hits the spot.
As does
a Capital G!
“Oh, yes...yes
that’s...! ”
“What was that! ? ”
she gasps.
“An ampersand! ”
“Oh, ampersand
me more! ”
Ha ha and more ha's! ! Sublime offering and far far better than my 'O'! ! ! HG: -) xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So that's what they mean by learning your ABCs...I see. No wonder you always procalim that poetry is an oral art form. Such beautiful...caligraphy...you silver tongued devil Masterly in its touch and such a lovely delicate blend of humour and wit especailly the ending. An ampersand indeed! Well, I never! love GinaXXX