kiss me
Posted on September 13th, 2006 in XXX, erotica, poetry, romance
i watch your mouth
pure-boy rubicund
sweet-boy sugared
not kissed enough, not nearly enough
to my way of thinking
not nearly fucking enough
your lips
let me eat them
gnaw on them
spit on them
then lick it back off
then swallow it
our spit, our mouth-cum
suck on them
swallow them
bite them
fuck them with my cunt-mouth
rubicund too, rabid with need
then kiss them
kiss you
kiss me
with my real mouth
my girl mouth
my carnivore-mouth
my bitch-cannibal mouth
my slut-succubus mouth
kiss me
September 15th, 2006 1:04 am
Angela, how many ways can I tell you how much I love your works? This is absolutely a masterpiece. I keep saying “this is my fave”. however, this piece has taken the last one’s place…WOW!
September 16th, 2006 12:59 am
Sweet Jesus. Poetry is not a dead art - It is a HOT art. You just proved it.
September 16th, 2006 5:09 pm
I volunteer to let you rip my lips off.
September 17th, 2006 8:39 am
HAWT!
September 17th, 2006 2:31 pm
Well, Madame Mandy…that means a lot coming from a “partner-in-cirme.”
And FYI, I think your family of sites are absolutely awesome…very high-end and well done.
Stop by anytime!
September 17th, 2006 5:53 pm
Damn! Probably the hottest poem you’ve written. I’m beginning to think you’re right–that there really is something to this poetry stuff. If anyone can make a believer out of me, I should know it would be you.
October 3rd, 2006 9:39 pm
Provacative, elvated, inspired, roleplay with the hottest woman on the planet! Who knew it could be so sweet and so dirty at the same time?
October 28th, 2006 11:26 pm
She is heat personified. Just amazing work. As always.
Wonderfully powerful, but after reading some of Ms. St.Lawrence’s works, it is not unexpected. Work like this is the norm from her.
To be the target of that fire…
Bravo Madaam.
November 4th, 2006 10:48 pm
Wow what emotion! To have such a woman in one’s life. It would be worth life itself. Such strength, such vitality and emotion.
This literati has a heart and soul so pure , so definite, and she is quite precious, dont’ you know, to boot? She is a source of great heat, passion, compassion, charity, love… the list goes on.
This poem, I think is one of, if not the hottest, yet most spiritual work that I have seen Angela write to date. The words she puts to pen and pair (cyber paper that is) somehow manage to depict emotions that otherwise might seem at odds, naughty and nice and back, and keeps you getting hot and then cold until she is ready to finish you and the the poem off.