__________by Michelle Wright
This poem is dedicated to my one true angel
who made her legs like wings
tangle me into her passion that screams
in my dreams . . .
in my cream that flows so loose
leaving me use to only her juice
To my angel your roots have grown on me
ever so beautifully
Your nudity
ruled my grounds of fascination
your kisses were like angelic footsteps walking in my imagination
A word such as sensation can't define
how then time felt
or your hips entwined me to melt
I can't help but to remember
your lips & tongue so soft -n- tender
against my small slender chest
hindering me to fall into the nest of your garden
for the rest of the night
Pardon my expression but might I add
I had you
under the dark bluest of sky
I tagged a mouthful of your smoothe nectar
'til there was tremble in your thighs
Underneath you lied & moved like waves
between you I cried with moans for your oozing passionate rage
Days, weeks, months
it's you that I want
in front of me wearing nothing but lewd eyes & a smile
ready to run my Nile wild
