by Paul Hirst   Nov 14, 2018

As I slowly take off your top
I wet my lips in anticipation
And trail my fingers down the coolness
Of your damp firm pale white body
I hold you more firmly
And raise you up to my mouth
And taste the sweetness of you
Oh how I love you
Milk my favourite drink


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  • 6 months ago

    by Daniel

    Strong, vivid imagery. I must admit, the abundance of adjectives in the fourth line is a little jarring, but a stirring poem nonetheless

  • 6 months ago

    by Michael

    Nice one Paul, I did one like this for my favourite tipple.
    Good old sexy milk ;)
    M :)