Poetry by Jeff Green

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One evening …

by cricketjeff on January 31, 2009.  © Jeff Green, All rights reserved

My lips caress your neck beneath your hair
My fingers slip across your silken skin
They find the secrets hidden everywhere
And tease out all the pleasures safe within

My lips anoint your lips with moist intent
My tongue reveals a strength you long to know
The deepest breath to capture all your scent
As tongue and lips seek havens far below

As petals part to feed the eager bee
And nectar flows to act as his reward
Your body opens up its best to me
As all your inner valleys are explored

I ask a simple question with my touch
You answer in the way I love so much