Sweetwood
Really Experienced
- Joined
- May 11, 2002
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Daughter:
Your poem has inspired me to write this piece. I hope and trust you will not be offended.
Paris without choice
One night he will stand
Before me and her like
Paris without choice
Silky chocolate shimmering
In the candle light
Tight and taut
I can see my hand
Making cool runs
Over his skin
And her mouth
Blowing shivers
Across his belly
On our way
To lift his aching
Maleness – into bliss
(c) 2002 Sweetwood
Your poem has inspired me to write this piece. I hope and trust you will not be offended.
Paris without choice
One night he will stand
Before me and her like
Paris without choice
Silky chocolate shimmering
In the candle light
Tight and taut
I can see my hand
Making cool runs
Over his skin
And her mouth
Blowing shivers
Across his belly
On our way
To lift his aching
Maleness – into bliss
(c) 2002 Sweetwood