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Saturday, September 22, 2012

BURNT PALATE

I walk in through the door, neon's blinking above
watching me stride, she's getting prepped in her cove

Laid on my table, her scent intoxicating me
I coax her out, exposing her for me to see

presented in front of me, adorned to attract
I gulp seduced, lust overflowing nothing to subtract

Lifting her up, I spread her moistness apart
She's dripping already, an incentive to start

my lips ache at her touch, anticipation building
I gorge on her warmth, nibbling and lapping

I work my tongue around the warm slice
tasting the heat, my lips dripping its quite nice

She presses me on, with her addictive juices
I strive on burning my palate, opening her sluices

Filling me up with her, delicious odor and love
I am glued to her, smothering her hot stove

An erotic dance commences, caressing my distraction
opening herself to me, I explore her without traction

Intoxicated my blood, it  forges me on
I work my jaw , until she's completely gone

I feel content, licking my lips with satisfaction
The Pizza gone, in a bolus of cheesy olfaction