Smitten Soul

I tiptoed to my lover's bed
Sank deep in her head
Braved her burning touch
Rolling on a leather couch.

I got drunk on her scent
Drooled just like a pet
Her eyes mirrored her depths
As I laboured for breaths.

I combed her silk crown
Let my tongue in her drown
Women can feed you son
As the earth is fed by the sun.

I was docked by my waist
In a sea of pleasurable haste
Flowing with her rythmic hips
To the secrets her valley keeps.

I fell hard for that dame
No longer the same
I chased her colourful skirt
Looking for more than to flirt.

Thank you for coming.

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