Poetry by Jeff Green


Slowly does it

by cricketjeff on September 4, 2007.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

Honeyed words to tempt a lady
Poured sweetly from my lips
Softly murmur, gently teasing
As in my arms she slips
Kisses, softly laid upon her
Tender subtle touch
Always slowly, mustn’t hurry
Don’t assume too much.
Ears are nibbled, neck is nuzzled
Tempting bosom palmed
Words are whispered, oh so softly
Dark suspicions calmed.
Time is spent, but isn’t wasted
Clothing strips away
Lovely maiden, such a target
What a field for play.
Teeth on nipples, gently tugging
Tongue tracing down her form
Intimate kisses, melt resistance
Where it’s moist and warm
Gentle shudders, now she welcomes
Anything touch upon her skin
The end approaches, bliss is certain
She’s invited me within