Thursday, September 26, 2013

Tired of waiting

Often wondering
Those curves
That taste
The feel
The emotion you release
The fact that I'm enamored with my fantasy 
You being bountiful 
My desire 
The body of which I feast 
No ceasing in my ambition to acquire 
Acquire what you ask?
Acquire you as I grab
Fingers do ballet as I dab
All through your lower region
As my hand becomes acquainted with your ocean 
I take a finger or two and take a sample of your potion
The smell
The flavor
Addictive 
Intoxicating 
The hunger grows with the preview
Patience be damned 
I'm tired of waiting 

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