Amber Evans


Anatomy Of Pleasure - Poem by Amber Evans

Fingers. Ten
Pleasure giving objects
at the ends of your
Hands. Two
Soft, exploring, seeking
Mechanisms on your
Arms. Two
Holding, embracing
Powerful things that connect to your
Body. The one thing that my
Fingers, hands, arms, and body
Crave so intensely for
Whenever you’re near me
Touch me
Taste me with your fingers
Feel my flavor on your hands
Keep me in your arms
I can feel the heat coursing through our bodies
Thighs are like arms wrapped so tightly around you
As you please my flesh with your hands
I sense your climax with my fingers
Catching the screams and
Me moaning your name
With your lips
My body hungers for you
To be in your arms
In your hands
Melting between your fingers
Love me with all of you
Taste me…


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 1, 2011



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