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Love in a bateau mouche
My love, I dream to make a trip with you in Paris
You arrive by flight and I welcome you in airport
After having a nice rest in our bedroom at hotel
We go to dine at evening on a "bateau mouche"
Your hand on mine, our legs crossing together
Your eyes opened on the wonderful landscape
I whisper nice words in your sensual ear
And your laugh is the best gift you give me
In front of the Concorde place, you kiss me
On my lips and your tongue explores my mouth
And greets mine, which is so shy to be first
But she is brave and visits your mouth also
Just in front of the Louvre and its pyramids
It is the moment where I kiss your neck and
You first moan a little bit when my lips
Are on your nape, kissing your fragile skin
Arriving to City Island with Notre Dame
My hands caress your sweet breast through
Your dress and your nipples become harder
Like the tower of the beautiful cathedral
Le Pont Neuf and Saint-Louis island see
How we are excited now, the other tables
Try not to watch our very hot activity
And the waiter waits to install the meal
Coming back, at the Quartier Latin side
After explained where I lived when young
My toes caress your thighs that you open
To let me discovering you without panties
Then, in front of the splendid Orsay Museum
My toes find your pussy, you slightly moan
When the serious waiter changes our plates
For the next meal, and he seems very amazed
Just when we arrive at Bourbon Palace
You become very hot and caress yourself
Slowly your breast through your dress
Your thighs move to help my toes as toys
And you get your silent strong orgasm
Just in front of the tall Eiffel Tower
Exactly as you feel it as a huge dick
Inside your pussy, wet, filled of my toes
It is a so nice tour on the Seine river
During the night and I'll enjoy to live
This dream in real, with you, just you
For a wonderful crazy trip in Paris!!!
Poem in competition Up To You, in erotic category, with the idea that making love in a restaurant is taboo
You arrive by flight and I welcome you in airport
After having a nice rest in our bedroom at hotel
We go to dine at evening on a "bateau mouche"
Your hand on mine, our legs crossing together
Your eyes opened on the wonderful landscape
I whisper nice words in your sensual ear
And your laugh is the best gift you give me
In front of the Concorde place, you kiss me
On my lips and your tongue explores my mouth
And greets mine, which is so shy to be first
But she is brave and visits your mouth also
Just in front of the Louvre and its pyramids
It is the moment where I kiss your neck and
You first moan a little bit when my lips
Are on your nape, kissing your fragile skin
Arriving to City Island with Notre Dame
My hands caress your sweet breast through
Your dress and your nipples become harder
Like the tower of the beautiful cathedral
Le Pont Neuf and Saint-Louis island see
How we are excited now, the other tables
Try not to watch our very hot activity
And the waiter waits to install the meal
Coming back, at the Quartier Latin side
After explained where I lived when young
My toes caress your thighs that you open
To let me discovering you without panties
Then, in front of the splendid Orsay Museum
My toes find your pussy, you slightly moan
When the serious waiter changes our plates
For the next meal, and he seems very amazed
Just when we arrive at Bourbon Palace
You become very hot and caress yourself
Slowly your breast through your dress
Your thighs move to help my toes as toys
And you get your silent strong orgasm
Just in front of the tall Eiffel Tower
Exactly as you feel it as a huge dick
Inside your pussy, wet, filled of my toes
It is a so nice tour on the Seine river
During the night and I'll enjoy to live
This dream in real, with you, just you
For a wonderful crazy trip in Paris!!!
Poem in competition Up To You, in erotic category, with the idea that making love in a restaurant is taboo
Published 5th Dec 2013
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6th Dec 2013 2:46am
Sounds like a wonderful date... Malin, I will have images in my head when I see the Eiffel Tower, you wicked poet!
Good luck with the comp.
Good luck with the comp.
6th Dec 2013 3:46am
Really, a bad feeling when you'll see the Eiffel Tower? For the men, it gives feeling of unfair competition! Thank you so much, Atakti, for your nice and funny comment.
6th Dec 2013 6:56am
Yes, I have understood and make a joke about men and Eiffel Tower. But really, it is the Obelisque from Concorde Place who symbolize more the male unfair competition! I am very happy to have induced this image in your mind and that you'll laugh, thinking to my poem, when you'll see the Eiffel Tower!
Anonymous
6th Dec 2013 7:44am
That's quite the tour, malin! Beautifu description of the sights, along with that little lagniappe... =)
6th Dec 2013 8:26am
Funny to imagine such trip on bateau mouche! But I love just the tour, doing like that is, as you said, a little lagniappe (I have discovered this word with you).
Thank you, PM, for your comment!
Thank you, PM, for your comment!
Anonymous
6th Dec 2013 8:56am
wow what a tour you gave us Malin, i feel i was in paris reading this, so romantic!
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