Mon Trognon Poem by Felicity Spindrift
Mon Trognon
Ripen in my presence...
Open up and let me in!
I want to taste,
... you sweet nectar,
Lick... your juices,
... kiss the sweat
that trickles down your neck.
I want to bite into you
-taste your sweet and sour
-hear your moans of pleasure
I want to devour you
- by moonlight
begging dusk to wait,
while we savor this moment
without repeat.
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8/28/2026 11:04:19 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
An insightful depiction lustful desire, well articulated and nicely penned in poetic diction with conviction. A good poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Felicity. Please read my poem THE OBSESSIVE AGONY OF LUST.