Burning fruit, man on top, aching sun
Dark aroma of bittersweet, crash of sea and stars
What magic do you hold inside your timber?
What amorous light surrounds me with your glance?
Oh, infatuation is a tunnel of twists and turns
Through smothering vapors, cutting switches for foreplay
Love is a mischievous temptress
And two bodies on fire with a sulfur spark
Kissing and licking I devour your beast
Your stanzas, your sea foam, your effervescence
And pulsating poetry, throbbing with wit and flair
Caressing my thighs, warming my fire place
You harden at the sight of my name
We ponder into infinity
© 2010
The Juice Bar 
washed up from far away
driftwood tangled in seaweed
salt stained impressed smooth grains
beachcomber searching searching
making love with every step you take
rolling waves cry out my name
pick me up share your fame
And then you came…
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WOWOWOWOWOWOWOWOW!!!!! INCREDIBLE PIECE!!!
Thanks sister Leslie!! 🙂
I’m assuming that this is also your photo of your feet… they look like yours… FAB!!
Yes, my sister would know my footprints, thanks!!
I am absolutely melted… I’m yours…
great talent for take photos, great talent for words… *suspire*
Thank you so much
For your appreciation Jaime! 🙂
Lisa,
This is one hot, efferescent poem burning the page with its flame.
Roz
Thank you Roz, coming from a hot mama such as yourself!!