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The Mere Scent
by Quinlan L GibsonNights are spent, chase the scent
shes decadent
lust gleam, pheromone steam,
a giggle, skin of cream.
A living, breathing, favorite wet dream.
Hair of sunbeam, lips of pale,
shimmer underneath shades veil
conquer the mountain, tell the tale.
Eyes blue sea, drowning,
she is in so deep and smiling.
Yet beguiling, tantalizing,
virtual visual breath
Keep your pace, take a taste,
her body does the rest
See, touch, feel
is this for real? If so,
heres my request.
04/08/2005 Author's Note: okay, so it's not really dirty, but it's welcomed in this folder anyways...
Posted on 04/08/2005
Copyright © 2024 Quinlan L Gibson
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by John Ilotan on 04/09/05 at 12:48 AM Not really dirty, but very sensual, kinda dreamy. Nice write Quin. |
| Posted by Delilah Coyne on 04/09/05 at 03:11 AM No, not dirty. But definitely hot!! Whew! |
| Posted by Bethany Lee on 04/10/05 at 05:11 PM would be a wonderful spoken word piece...decadent indeed. |
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