The Garden, Revealed (Edit #3)
Sweat pools above
Your trembling lips...
...One thumb tumbles down
Along your cool nape...
...As digits
Slide o'r
Sizzling flesh,
I'm unbolting the lock
Of your closed
Garden gate...
...In comes the exotics!...
The stimulants loom...
...Your clusters expand,
As a night flower blooms.
So muddled, I fall in
Amongst raveled
Roots!...
...Fingers search out
Your pageant of
Pleasures exhumed...
...Firstly striving for one,
Then, if not too tight,
I slide one more in
Your oh so slick delight...
...Sound of the ocean
Roars up in my ears!...
The something so
Holy
About your
Potent fields
Are why I so often
Will still reappear!
My ears stick up,
And my nose
Does a dance
In this heat wave of
Passion, and plenteous
Chance.
Sweat pools above
Your trembling lips...
...One thumb tumbles down
Along your cool nape...
...As digits
Slide o'r
Sizzling flesh,
I'm unbolting the lock
Of your closed
Garden gate.
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2017
Bunny Villaire