Pretty Tongue

My heart is
a heavy weight
and you know
its p-p-pumpin
ink flow

As I hunt for you
through the fogginess of time
contently devouring upon abstract designs
as space disintegrates and time marches on

I eclipse quicker
existing to twist realities
into perfect scripture

I am the tease
of poetic flame
I lick your inner
fires awake

Because

Because I breathe sex
and desires dreams

You get lost
within my imagination
and physically within
the division of my thighs

Divide two minds
and one heart
into oblivion

Our eyes holding
breathless conversations
as you whisper secrets
on my c**t

Hot
wet
licking
tongue
flicking
on moist
words

My p***y
                d
            r
         i
            p
                s
           poetry

I'm spouting words like cum
each letter is a release

You told me
that I had
a pretty tongue

But there is something
in the taste of your lips

Ment.all.y func.tion.ing
Splitting syllables
pro.noun.cing
double meanings
en.a(ble)bling
to be simple-ing

You got to have a mind to read me
cause I master intellectual masteurbaters

By Samantha Campbell

Author's Note

If words are to enter men's minds and bear fruit, they must be the right words shaped cunningly to pass men's defenses and explode silently and effectually within their minds. ~J.B. Phillips

Reviews

[The Doctor]

Very good. Well worded and well articulated. You always to an amazing job, keep up the good work.

[Nobody.]

Very sensual. Nice flow. Erotic.