Flesh Candy

You know...

Long moans,
dripping holy water,
soft pulls,
deep pushes,
wet thighs,

A percussive song forms between us while we embrace.

Matching tongue for tongue, palm on palm.

My eyes seek a fortune below your navel.
Tender thumps are in unison and bodies find each other's shape.
I lick a delicious caramel off of your breast,
it tastes salty and sweet.

Reviews

[Ruth]

I love this, descriptively intense, awesome! Brilliant poem x

[Jack Cassidy]

Thank you kindly Poppy... K.

[Ruth]

My pleasure hon x

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i'm think this is about sex maybe?????????????????

mmmm

delicious.

[Jack Cassidy]

Actually, I'm referring to industrialism, but I think I can see where you might be getting that idea, haha, jk. Thanks Jacob.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

pretty industrious...:)
in a sensual way.

[Jack Cassidy]

Ha, nice....

[Frieda P]

Whoa, I think you need a mature banner for this hot tamale...holy water whew....

[Jack Cassidy]

Haha, thanks for reviewing. It's just what came to mind...

[Matching Socks]

All I can see is tongue on tongue and palm on palm.
And hear the gentle pounding of the percussive song.

And it's a lovely scene. Well done.

[Jack Cassidy]

Thank you... I thoroughly enjoyed writing it... K.

[Jessica Lynn Polley]

Wow this is hot...I love how you turned sex into pretty much an essential nourishment. It flows effortlessly and the emotions run very deep. Great write!

[Jack Cassidy]

Thank you, I must have been in the mood...