She's sweet like snake skin
As savory as those scales
Her chest's broad, waist thin
I
kiss
those
hands
big
Stumped
fingers
(In baritone) her body turns
The algorithm's wrong
(My nails burn a path down fresh flesh)
She tells me, voice
soft
Turn the light lower,
just a little
A tug towards the rising titillation
I endear myself to her side
(Where I touch, she groans deep
One of two things he could not replace
With silked hide and smoothed surfaces
Pelts and plucked hairs)
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Author:
Edith Faye (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 15th, 2016 14:18
- Comment from author about the poem: Fair warning, \\\"Transgender,\\\" is the theme of this poem. I enjoy exploring different themes and styles of writing, and they do not at all reflect my personal opinions on the subjects.
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Comments1
Thanks for sharing LILY and your lovely gentle poem expresses the experience of G on G sex perfectly ! I have had BISEXUAL GF's and it has never been a problem to me. With JULIA I knew she has a sensual relationship with her flatmate PAULINE but it was never a threat to our relationship because PHYSICALLY and EMOTIONALLY she loved me equally as she loved PAULINE. And at least i knew she was not being porked by some other guy ! Several of my GF's have been BI and it has never been a problem ! Thanks ~ BRIAN
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