Sampling (Art-to-choke Hearts) ~ part II
"Those Words "
Certain words make me want, quiver, think, say 'ohh hell yesss", squirm, always impress, and make me pause with respect for their great potency and the punch they pack.
(Just a small sampling )
Then there's that sound...
as sweat beads drip languidly down
and humidity's cloud presses all around;
an ice cube encircles parched lips with care
moans of delicious, pure ecstasy
Her thoughts never strayed far
from a shared promise among stars
of an act to acquiesce with such heed
to ALL of his known glorious greed,
when her own wicked required need,
Ohhh, the plead...
'tis her screed
as soft skin
Connection of two
into one whole truth
as the shine of combine