Saliva glistening from her mouth,
encasing all it touches.
Rippled pleasure in short bursts,
teasing at the ever wanted oral human vice.
Touching deeper, a short choke,
emerging again, and gripped tight.
Tactile pleasure leading to,
the bliss of life spout
upon her face and,
within her hair.
Author notes
Written March 8th, 2005
A contest entry
- anything goes by Bill Robertson.
300 points, ended May 11, 2005, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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