Jewel Giroux:
She glanced
her need resounding
a desire that spoke volumes
with out making a sound
her lips part
a whimper escapes
lips part
her essence spills
in the palm of my hand
and there she lays
as a shell of her once needy self
nothing left
than for me
to fill her up again
Poet
And for her to fill me
I must feel she
My lips kissing those lips
As hips,
Spread...
Letting me inside
Her temple
Unleashing her holy waters
To quench my thirst
A thirst so insatiable
Her essence could fill me three days over...
And still I crave
She feasts
I thirst
We eat
Dining on each other's love
Living for one another's lust
She glanced
her need resounding
a desire that spoke volumes
with out making a sound
her lips part
a whimper escapes
lips part
her essence spills
in the palm of my hand
and there she lays
as a shell of her once needy self
nothing left
than for me
to fill her up again
Poet
And for her to fill me
I must feel she
My lips kissing those lips
As hips,
Spread...
Letting me inside
Her temple
Unleashing her holy waters
To quench my thirst
A thirst so insatiable
Her essence could fill me three days over...
And still I crave
She feasts
I thirst
We eat
Dining on each other's love
Living for one another's lust