I undo
the buttons
on my frock
cupping my breasts
coyly in my hands
as if
I were that
shy
& slyly
proceed to lick
first one and then slowly
the other
never taking
my eyes
off of
your eyes.
And man!
Am I aware
(or what)
that you are pleased
to see
me &
that, that
gun in your pocket
is pointed
straight at me.
I put my hands up
& surrenderingly suggest
(all the time smiling sweetly)
making you an offer you can’t refuse.
“Care to join me? ”
I nicely put it.
“There’s enough
of me
for you
too! ”
You chuckle.
I chuckle.
“Don’t mind if I do! ”
I lick my right nipple.
You lick the left
before I offer you
all of me.
(I’ve saved the best!)
“So why not
take all of me! ”
I sing softly & oh so sexily.
And you have
a hard time
refusing me
thereby graciously accepting.
“Oh you’re such a little pet! ”
Hotter than July and it isn't even July yet. Oh I love the way you write...oh you're such a little pet! ' Both the entree and the main dish sound delicious! love Donall Donall
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ala Dita von Teese :)