She's a platter I can often forget to let know

Poetic Dan

When I can still taste her flower on my tash, it's better than any drug known to man


To be given the privilege to access her Palace, clean the walls and find youth in her fountain 


Then as if my eardrums are caressed by natures humming, her beautiful sounds create more hungering


Lost in the sea of bliss when my hands get to explore her body, more than an empress, queen or even deity 


Like ever cell and atom to this spectacular reality, that keeps life a platter of hope and prosperity 

  • Author: Poetic Dan (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 2nd, 2022 09:58
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just trying to feel the air of good vibes as it's been a while. Much peace and respect, always say what's on your chest
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  • Users favorite of this poem: Crowns4Christ, Doggerel Dave.


  • Crowns4Christ

    Very beautiful,Dan,an ode to your lady,very nice

    • Poetic Dan

      Thank you my friend it was an enjoyable write lol
      Much peace and respect

      • Crowns4Christ

        I have always enjoyed your work Dan

      • Doggerel Dave

        There you have created an erotic piece I can really relate to Dan, especially that first line, having had a reasonably full moustache during my active period……memories.
        A powerful write.

        • Poetic Dan

          Ha ha ha.. that really made me chuckle with your profile pic too.
          Thank you kindly my friend, may the moustaches live on!

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