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Popsicle
I get excited when I hear you
Just like an ice cream truck
You make me chase you
when I got you
I cant get enough
You treat me kinda cold
But your sweetness makes it up
I love the way you drip
on a hot summer night
Creaming down your cone
While I lick you up the side
Hoping you don’t finish
before I’m satisfied
So I take it slow with every stroke
Up this tree a mighty Oak
Lick you deep but never choke
Cuz in the end it’s just a joke.
Just like an ice cream truck
You make me chase you
when I got you
I cant get enough
You treat me kinda cold
But your sweetness makes it up
I love the way you drip
on a hot summer night
Creaming down your cone
While I lick you up the side
Hoping you don’t finish
before I’m satisfied
So I take it slow with every stroke
Up this tree a mighty Oak
Lick you deep but never choke
Cuz in the end it’s just a joke.
Published 16th Sep 2020
Author's Note
I had a girlfriend who was not afraid to give me “oral support” any where at anytime, so I wrote this poem as if she were saying it.
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17th Sep 2020 00:28am
What a well composed imaginary you have mentally illuminated... I see you ride the waves of erotic bliss very high my poet, if I am allowed to confess. Enjoy your evening
17th Sep 2020 00:54am
Thank you very much for your kind words by luminous midnight moon.
Although I enjoy riding the waves of erotica, I look forward to be drowned by one fair wave who may be out there flowing towards my shores.
Although my name maybe DevineDewDrops, they more fittingly belong to those lovely lips of yours from which they endlessly drop.
Enjoy the rest of your evening, and may Love & Lust follow you wherever you go.
Although I enjoy riding the waves of erotica, I look forward to be drowned by one fair wave who may be out there flowing towards my shores.
Although my name maybe DevineDewDrops, they more fittingly belong to those lovely lips of yours from which they endlessly drop.
Enjoy the rest of your evening, and may Love & Lust follow you wherever you go.
17th Sep 2020 1:09am
Mm.. what an enticing afterthought you have caressed my poet.. and up from there... you may tenderly kiss those soft lips above...wink 💋
17th Sep 2020 4:55am
An enticing afterthought indeed. A thought to produce a word, a word to produce a deed, a deed I am willing to do, if it be I get to kiss those lips from above, which excite those passions from below.
Actions speak louder than words, but if this be a battle of words, you have already got me pinned, and as I lay beneath this heaven, I shall be a willing victim to the rains of those kisses
Actions speak louder than words, but if this be a battle of words, you have already got me pinned, and as I lay beneath this heaven, I shall be a willing victim to the rains of those kisses
