Nothing more than a skit

by Corryn Clay   Mar 30, 2010


The sweet liquid sound of you soft velvet voice
drips through my ears, saturating my thoughts
envolving me completly, sucking me in
through the mouth so sweet, melodous and fresh

the eyes of an angel tasteful yet surreal
pierce through my mind, veiwing my judgment
absorbing my intake on the astonashing man
the male Aphrodite, stunning and elegant

the passionate kiss gets me drunk, feeling fanatic
warm breathe with mine energetic and intamite
desire growing wild you can feel it in my touch
craving you every curve, every inch of your body

the permiscuous images play out into reality
a skit not meant for inosent eyes
though at the end no more then a fairytale
with a soft kiss and a dreaded goodbye

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