When you peeled that first mango in the shower
A smirk expanded my face
As I watched the water drip off your [naked]
Back (hovered protectively over the
Fruit, god forbid it got wet)

Oh, how the juices slipped through your fingers
And my mouth began to salivate impatiently
Until you snuck a sliver of that tropical morsel in.

with a citrus tongue my eyes closed
my body shivered my hands reached out
to you begging for more and more

And as always, you delved out just
What you considered a fair share.

05/30/2008

Posted on 07/09/2008
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