Sensual Delight On The Telephone - Poem by Melvina Germain
You said, talk dirty to me,
oh I can not say
such nasty things.
If you say,
talk beautiful to me,
in an erotic tone,
I can drive you to the top of Mt. Everest
and bring you slowly back home.
Ask me again,
in a soft mellow tone.
Perhaps I'll take you to the rough and wet,
Press my fingers
against your supple skin
and squeeze until you wince.
Talk beautiful to you,
in the midst of a cool nights breeze.
gently as your hot lips caress my ear.
Take a deep
breath and sigh,
a heavy sigh as your body shivers sweet.
Ohhhhh don't hang up the phone,
I have a whole lot more to say.
Talking beautiful is certainly
Written by: Melvina Germain
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