Exquisite delight

Exquisite delight

A Poem by Melissa

Gently you caress

my fevered body.

The skin on my arms

 sensitive to your breath.

 

Playing with my hair,

softly blowing it across my face,

like a silk scarf.

 

Sheer delight;

You make me feel good,

I moan.

 

I want more!

Each time i'm in your presence;

Oh what happiness.

 

Cooling

burning  skin.

I lie exposed to the comfort

of your embrace.

 

Oh yes, my fan.

I love you.

 

 

© 2008 Melissa


Author's Note

Melissa
How exquisite it is to be cooled by a fan when the heat outside would burn us up. Of course nothing wrong with a double entendre either :)

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This certainly gives the word "oscillating" a new meaning! [ Ceiling fans are the best! ]

My best,
Kelly

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Might I inquire as to where you purchased this fan? I'm feeling rather flush & could do with a bit of a breeze.

That has got to be one of the sexiest fans around!

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is the first double entendre I could really get my eyes around! I laughed at the end. At first I thought "sunburn" but once into the imagery, I realized that wouldn't fit. I never did catch on. That is one brilliant job.

Posted 16 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Melissa
Melissa

Davison, MI



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