Making A Clean Breast Of It Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Making A Clean Breast Of It

Rating: 5.0


I soft soap
your breasts
your nipples
play hide ‘n’ seek
amidst the bubbles

peek-a-boo
your nipples
peeping through

your soapy dress.
I polish each
like a master craftsman

until they gleam
immaculate
your nipples
pert & pretty & pink.

“Ok, love
anyplace else
ya want
me to wash? ”
And you say:
“Yes.”

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Scarlett Treat 11 January 2008

Oh, my dear...you are such a sensational master at the play on words game! And how well you take a simple phrase like this....and turn it into something so luciously sexy!

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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