No matter how I try, I cannot quench my thirst,
when all I crave is the taste of you.
Come to me my love, and wrap my legs round' your hips.
It seems I've waited an eternity for just a little sip.
Won't you feed me with your gentle touch,
release me from the chains of lust.
My love, I'm starving; come and fill me up.
No matter how I try, I cannot quench my thirst,
when all I crave is the taste of you.
A drink, so sweet, without it I am incomplete.
A contest entry
- Adult Quickie - 18 plus. by xxRainbowDawnxx.
300 points, ended June 9, 2008, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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Comments
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Nicely penned with soft sensuality... Congratulations... well deserving of recognition...
Ken
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Love the metaphor, a very interesting, alluring and relatable poem here, that is full of lovely thoughts (in my honest opinion).
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