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Dinner for One
JustineCH

Say the words,
 1
and I’ll sit on your face.
 2
No frilly knickers,
 3
no gauze, no lace.
 4
And feel your tongue
 5
on my pink petalled lips.
 6
As you drink from me,
 7
in gulps, in sips.
 8
I am soft as a pillow,
 9
you, hard as steel.
 10
Forget about dinner,
 11
for I am your meal!
 12
Dessert is a cherry
 13
taken from my breast.
 14
Please, help yourself.
 15
Please, be my guest.
 16

29 Jan 07

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Desert or Dessert in L13?  I think you mean the latter.  Very nice, very sexy.
 — starr

Dessert, not desert.  I'm concerned about the cherry being on your breast as we all know...blush.  

I'd not put a period after please in lines 15 and 17.  It stops the raw action, which is not the point of this.

Rather blatant.  What are the words?  I would bet every man (and some of the girls!) want to know.
 — Isabelle5

Thank you, starr and Isa, for yr comments and suggestions. It was written hastily, hence the spelling mistake in 'dessert'. As for 'the words' Isa, they are a woman's secret weapon ... I'm sure you know them ... ;-))
 — JustineCH

Sexy poem.  I liked 'petalled', and 'cherry'.  L7. L8 were also charged.
 — marshponds

I know the words and the parts, I just don't associate cherries with breasts!
 — Isabelle5

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