25 Apr 2012

fruit juice




you fruity
little snack
overflowing
of pleasure
you make
me crazy
I pat, I rub
I play with
you, frilly
little thing
and drown
in you
juicy you
until
I loose
myself
in the surf
that engulfs me 



2 comments:

Rondell Jenkins said...

My poot
Whilst once inside
Now in the Breeze

Pppft
Though in the wind
Still strong

Like my mother's arms
Rocking me
Gently

ara said...

a poet yourself sweet!