Mary's Mouth

Thomas W Case

I hold my
twisted angel while  
she sleeps,
her ass snug against
my groin.
I envisage her
grin while she dreams of
domesticating me.
I can’t believe
that I never
noticed how
cute her mouth is.
It’s amazing—I’m spellbound.
I want to nibble on
those lips.
The way she
uses her tongue to
enunciate certain
words is sensual and
I’m apathetic about
the topic she is reading,  
but while I watch her
mouth move, my ears  
hear Shakespeare’s sonnets.

  • Author: Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 21st, 2023 20:57
  • Comment from author about the poem: Check out my YouTube channel and my book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems on
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 17
  • User favorite of this poem: aDarkerMind.
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  • Goldfinch60

    You must be in love Thomas.


  • Tom C Dylan

    A really good poem. Love the last line.

    • Thomas W Case

      Thank you for the read. Much appreciated.

    • Lorenz

      Those lips like unfathomable abyss !

      • Thomas W Case

        Yes...yes...yes...thanks for the comment.

      • aDarkerMind

        I would imagine Mr Cohen applauding your work as loudly as I do Thomas;

        • Thomas W Case

          Thank you so much brother.

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