Is It Poetry
Bicycled Halves - Poem by Is It Poetry
To me the beginner;
it can be a challenge intimidating it to open it
knowingly' enigma of the oyster and taste the secrecy in inside.
Once the talent is informed,
eating lt' joy raw salty oyster will become the sublime pleasure.
Apply him access light pressure at the point
Where two halves unite coalescing.
Seed of the pearls;
squeezed pink released moisture oignent the bearded lips
Maintaining the shell;
moving around it can be it squeeze pop it open.
Bicycled halves with none will I share
with the skillful contact and curve your head for
she alcoholic drink smooth like mother-of-pearl and sample of mermaids' each there every; kisses.
After separate the flesh
and the range with the language of reach,
probe it slowly pealing each lip like if seeking a pearl.
Savour with the silk texture her pleasure,
Appreciate salt - taste opera hat without speed.
Allow the language s' to delay and lt' to explore lt' more with
interior of the shell Quintilla she with a shiver of satisfaction
lt' S act concludes.
Love is the' oyster half by half when it opens it's seated.
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