Liquid love


In softest of shadows
Of silken lace
To trace your arch
Or kiss your waist
Of lovers lips
And satin hips
The ache of your
Passion I crave

Soft whispers turn liquid
As sweat starts to bead
With hand clenched in passion
Hips locked in need.
Each push to a pull
Every drink I desire
with each climax you
reach pushing you higher.



About prewitt1970

Born in a vineyard in 1970, napa valley to be exact. Published Poet, International Artist, Cancer survivor and Advocate for young onset Parkinson's disease. "Be brave, Be bold and thrive in the life you have." c.2012
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7 Responses to Liquid love

  1. Rincewind says:

    Hey how did I miss out on this part of yr nature, love the dirty poem

    • prewitt1970 says:

      Lol, I’m not sure how you missed this “dark” side πŸ˜‰ some short story like things some random thoughts all semi-erotic.

  2. prewitt1970 says:

    Thanks πŸ™‚

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