I want to kiss
her mouth in the
spring rain,
to feel her tight
wet body against mine,
while the water
pounds down around us.
I want to
carry her to
my underground
lair, and taste
her orchid
until she wilts in
sweat drenched ecstasy.
-
Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 24th, 2024 16:27
- Comment from author about the poem: Please check out my book, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems on Amazon.com Check out the YouTube video where I read3 poems, including the poem I Want, Bukowski (my kitten) makes a cameo.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 20
Offline)
Comments3
Oh my. I was feeling sleepy. I have just woken up! This poem would bring the dead back to life. Hot.
Thank you so much.
Wonderful words Thomas, may that ecstasy never die.
Andy
Thank you
Another great poem, Thomas.
Thank you, Tom
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.