Monday, January 22, 2007


I want to bathe my face
in the pool of your belly,

sweetened by the fragrance
of spice-dusted melt.

I wouldn't trade the sumo softness
for any six-pack show off.

My smile twinkles up
for your flavours -
seven kinds of tease and tender -

like butter
we lose cohesion in the heat.


Blogger Chris Never said...

Sumptious and delectable, a feast of yum and passion*smile*

3:15 PM  
Blogger burning moon said...

thanks Chris :)

1:57 AM  

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