(Touch me.)
Grace this skin with the velvet graze of skin to skin
The perfumed flesh you hold so dear is that of a pretty fallen rose
She begs to be kissed, begs to be tasted, begs to be inhaled
(Hold me.)
Grace these arms with the strong embrace of your arms
The enchanting vines you enclose this rose in yearn for you more
She begs to be kissed, begs to be tasted, begs to be inhaled
(Love Me.)
Grace this heart with the virginal warmth that is your romance
The succulent juice you grasp so close is that of a pretty whore
She begs to be kissed, begs to be tasted, begs to be inhaled
~End
Author notes
http://allpoetry.com/contest/2427693
this contest's fifth option inspired this peice. heh, I hope the lovely poet finds this who opened that contest.
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