My nerves start simmering hot waves
My valves weave around the erotic platter
My lips never go dry as they absorb
the streaming nectar from the soul inside for ever
A SNAKE like thing starts eroding into the wet lakes
fuming erotic and exotic wonders all around
keep not idle like a damp squibb wetting the clothes
explode in all ways always exciting my moods like hurricanes
to probe into new world of sweet dreams deeper and deeper in chances
A contest entry
- Think You Can Make Me Explode? by StormGoddess.
300 points, ended August 21, 2007, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Nice! Thank you for entering and good luck. *rose* Storm

