Morning
by Mark R Slaughter
The eye came out –
A lust for scouting
Lips were swollen –
Geared for pouting
Over breasts
That hardly shouted
Loud enough
To catch the eye
That caught the curve
Traversing buttocks
Emphasising all that’s
Full and round
And smooth of skin
To usher in
The eagerness of closing palm
And animated fingers
Feeding on the flesh
To please
Then ease the legs
And seize the opportunity
To come inside
Another happy day.
Copyright ©: Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
End of the poem
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