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Image for the poem S.S.T.              (A Halloween Delight)

S.S.T.              (A Halloween Delight)

(keeping it lite on this sexy All Hallows night)  
 
 
 
Sweetness  
 
….....a melancholy madness  
on my lips  
all over my fingertips  
 
The slip and dip  
of her hips got me  
tipped.........  
 
….....feeling like  Mr. Hennessy  
done got the best of me  
I'm so high  
like a kite on a string  
in the sky  
I fly....without ever leaving the ground  
 
("...submitted for your approval")  
 
an intercontinental flight  
without contradiction  
our body heat,  
this burnin' sexual tension  
got this man .....  
 
...so sprung  
 
(.....give me some candy little girl....tonight, you + me = *1*)  
 
S.S.T.  
 
making love to you  
is torrid affair  
From the moment  
my hands caress your shoulders,  
lips kiss  
body pressed against the wall  
you step out of those  
lacy, blue underwear  
 
the magic begins as the dark night falls.....  
 
“ I melt in your mouth, not in your hands”  
you make me weak at the knees  
and I'm one hell of a man  
 
hold me tightly  
let me feel the  "Joy and Pain"  
take me on a ride to paradise  
you can *lick* my swirling candy cane.......  
 
(before I let go..........)  
 
 
melting  
like hot candle wax  
bodies "rolling in the deep"  
we climb that "stairway to heaven"  
this heated passion starts to creep......  
 
my sweet, sticky thang  
 
....done found your way  
to the center of my  
"tootsie pop"  
 
A sweet mixture of  
vanilla and butter cream  
escape my dark chocolate vein  
 
a feast by candlelight  
dark raven mane  
your my "Rhiannon", my bell in the night  
baby please.............”Let's Do It Again”  
 
speaking in tongues  
I feel the tingle  
I have come "undone"
 
 
my sweetest lucky charm  
a stirring of a warm gentle breeze  
let me hold you in my arms  
 
….my sweet sticky thang.
Written by MusicallyMrM (Mr_Mahogany_Wood)
Published | Edited 1st Nov 2013
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