The Hunger inside…


A gentle fog has come to these

lovers lips
And hips that slip,dip and cause pause

to the smartest of crows.

Darkest eyes you’ve ever seen
Chasing places that I’ve never been
Just to taste the salty sweet

Of foreign voices and tender meat
Such hunger for a starving beast
Licks his lips begins to feast

Of flesh
and want of special things
Cuffs and leather, silver rings
Ties that bind and silk that blinds

watch you wiggle as your mind unwinds

pushing  your senses, as the rapture commences

dear kitten if you please, be a good girl

and get on your knees.



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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8 Responses to The Hunger inside…

  1. debradml says:

    Hmmm B. love your words and mind ;-P xox

  2. Ali g says:

    Love the sensuality beautiful xxx

  3. Rincewind says:

    That is a lovely erotic tale my friend.

  4. Love this. Mmmmm.

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