Image for the poem Rebirth


Buds on the trees
Beauty on her knees
As she awakens me
Sheís steady
A wonderful surprise
My morning sunrise
At attention and ready
A special way to start the day
Spring has sprung
I can see the sun
Beyond the leaves

Is this a wet dream?
I havenít had one of those since I was 13
Should I wake up?
Or will that make it end?

As she caresses
The place where life begins
She takes her time and licks
From shaft to tip
From stick to fruit

As she twirls her tongue
From the left to right one
Then rises to the top
I can hear the birds sing
Once again
Iím wondering if Iím imagining
The whole thing

Then she takes a firm grip
Puts her mouth around the tip
Forms a seal with her lips
And starts to take it in

Up and down
First slowly
Then profound
Her hand strokes up
While in rhythm
She speeds up
And continues to take it deeper

To release my seed
From itís prison
And plants it deep inside her

Like new life
Sprouting from the ground in Springtime
 My favorite time of year

Winter is over
Written by Lyrically_Inclined
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