Like The Wind She Comes And Goes

(Edit #3)

Kiss the bits that are

Exposed...

...The delicates

Amidst the Rose...

...And when she lastly

Let’s you sit

Upon that ledge where

A fierce glass glint

Of the roaring fire

Is bounced your way

Through keen

Reflections

Of this day,

You will...

...You spill...

You flip the tray...

...Kiss the bits that are

Exposed!...

(Savor her grift, ’fore

She’s on the road...)

...Her eyes survey you,

And your treasure chest

Where you keep the nuts,

And what God has blessed...

...Let her lips define you,

As her kindness drifts!...

Hunger for a thrill...

A saliva lake

On your burning skin,

As she strokes your tool,

And you come again...

Where her brown eyes soothe...

...She lives within

Every trip you take...

Hides behind the closed door...

...Covered by the drapes.

Like the wind she comes, and

Goes for you...

...With a fuck that saves,

As the head’s unscrewed.

©

2018

Bunny Villaire