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Foreplay
by Tony WhitakerHer liquid lower lip
slips between my waiting teeth
sucking and softly biting
pulling blood from deep beneath
our mouths then force a vacuum
our tongues spar and tease
but as she pushes away panting
I see her eyes begging please
06/11/2007
Author's Note: This was actually the first stanza of the poem "Sex Is". But it just did not fit. So I made it into it's own poem and new title. I submit for your approval.
Posted on 06/11/2007
Copyright © 2024 Tony Whitaker
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 06/12/07 at 12:32 AM Approved. Actually, I like this better than the other. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 06/13/07 at 02:14 PM I like it, except for the "her" in the first line vs. the "you" the 7th line. Otherwise very sensuous! |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 07/21/07 at 11:12 PM !!! This is sexy and hot !!! whew!!! |
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