Desire Soaked Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul
Desire Soaked
Rating: ★4.2
in the moment
right before
the tip of your tongue
touches
an eternity passes
with a flood
of heat
passing
its pleasure
consuming me
with desire
my body awash
in my own
passionate dwelling
deep and wanting
soaked
I float
mind connected
to body
connected
to soul
waiting
to be connected
by
the tip of your tongue
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Topic(s) of this poem: flood
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8/5/2026 5:52:26 AM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
Like wise the pulse felt through that tongue's intensity would be reciprocated.. Rick