My Cup of Tea

Mystique420Mystique420 Posts: 338
edited March 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Your passion is my pleasure
Your desires served at leisure
Your hands coil round that treasure
Yes - a languid cup to sip.
In these tea rooms they bewail,
The lack of pies and rustic ale,
While all those ladies quiver frail,
For that slice of cake you bit.


You know I crave this most,
To spread butter on your toast,
Among the condiments to coast,
For that moment marmalade.
With those fine white pearly teeth,
You'll provide me with relief,
And restore my lost belief:
The crunch of teeth relayed.


You can reach across to grasp,
Biscuits firmly in your clasp
With a warm vivacious laugh,
By those lips moistly defined.
I would love to plant a kiss,
But such behaviour is amiss,
And would have me soon dismissed
From the table of your mind.
"To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!
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  • Mystique420Mystique420 Posts: 338
    How can I compare your beauty
    to other faces?
    U seduce me in the sunshine
    unashamedly, knowing I cannot look away.

    My soul cries out more, more,
    and again I search your dark eyes
    until I'm strapped in a trance like state.

    U proceed to tease
    my lips with your tongue delegating my mind
    to your ocean, where I glide above the
    surface gushing with exhilaration.

    Your bouquet fills my face and body
    projecting me to hovering heights
    that have my heart
    racing as if in a lover's embrace.

    Yet, u free me
    to further savour your endless delights,
    till I cannot get enough,
    and consume u like an army
    of leaf ants would ravage to build their home.

    Just as I can feel the slip into the next dimension,
    a painless place free of blame,
    I open my eyes and u sit there waiting.
    "To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
    'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

    --first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!
  • Brisk.Brisk. Posts: 11,561
    very very original :)

    nice
  • Mystique420Mystique420 Posts: 338
    I looked at you
    And I knew
    The pulsating sensation
    Proved I wanted you
    I longed to touch
    So very much
    And hold you close
    Was what I needed most
    The things I tried
    To be by your side
    A caress on your thigh
    A hug goodbye
    And a brush of my hand
    Was what I planned
    All my sensations
    Proved my greatest expectations
    A desire I could no longer contain
    I knew I would never be able to abstain
    I wanted you, I needed you
    This I had to gain
    Ever so soft and gentle
    As if it was incidental
    I reached to you for that long awaited kiss
    What I got I will forever miss
    Ecstasy and longing exploded
    That was what was bestowed
    Your kiss was like electricity
    Filled with so much felicity
    Hungrily I sought your lips
    I was in my own solar eclipse
    My tongue tried to dampen the fire
    But I had reached ultimate desire
    The quivering in my stomach and my groin
    I knew that you and I had to join
    Did you feel the same thing I did,
    Was your heart pounding like mine
    Was it a feeling you can not define?
    The constant tingling kept the fire going
    My burning desire was what was growing
    It had erupted in me
    And I was to decree
    I never knew it would happen
    You were my much long awaited passion
    "To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
    'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

    --first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!
  • Mystique420Mystique420 Posts: 338
    Cradled between my tender thighs
    U lift me to your mouth.
    The abundance of wetness greets u
    and your mouth overflows with my warm essence.
    Sweet taste is on your tongue
    and my fragrance delights your senses.
    No gentle lick this visit.
    No bashful cautious approach
    For I wish u to consume me.

    Push against your hungry mouth
    As the tip of your tongue slides up the slippery furrow that welcomes u between rows of delicate pink petals.
    Thrust against your generous tongue.

    Show me the power of your desire
    for my oral caress.
    Your exploring tongue lifts the hood
    and finds my smooth firm pearl.
    I squeal in that unique way,
    signaling that U have found a special spot.
    U harden in response.

    My tongue and my open mouth provides
    but I am unrelenting in my gift,
    intent only on your fulfillment.
    I feel your body tense,
    and you are quiet now...
    Concentrating... bearing down.
    Soon now my love,
    ecstasy approaches.

    You push hard and fast against me
    shameless in using me
    and I so willingly comply
    until you cry out...
    and in your satisfaction,
    I will find mine,
    But mine will be the greater.
    "To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
    'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."

    --first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed-- ;) nah,... we smoke it!
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