The sweet juices of your mouth
are like castles bathed in honey.
I’ve never had it done so gently before.
You have put a circle of castles
around my penis and you swirl them
like sunlight on the wings of birds.
The sweet juices of your mouth
are like castles bathed in honey.
I’ve never had it done so gently before.
You have put a circle of castles
around my penis and you swirl them
like sunlight on the wings of birds.
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I really love this poem, I first heard in the movie “Some girl”. The way he describes his pleasures had me so aroused, as a woman and poet. Job well done..I wish their were more poems as erotic and tastefull as this one
A huge serving of startling erotica! It’s too bad a good poet couldn’t cope with life, especially with such deep perceptions of reality. But, then, maybe one can be too perceptive.