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LOVE AMONG THE BUSHES
This is the jungle that we are in,
where it's better to be in our skin,
than in clothes, now perspiration soaked,
that we shed where by shade we are cloaked.
When our nakedness spares no blushes,
let us make love among the bushes,
The sounds of passion echo around
as I thrust into you on the ground,
or, other way, you cowgirling me,
breasts overhung like fruit on a tree,
us serenaded in the thickets
by nighttime chirping of the crickets.
Shining eyes watch from night darkened trees
as my body's framed between your knees.
In this Aphroditean of feasts
we descend to instincts of the beasts,
where the survival of the species
is affirmed in meetings of the pieces.
where it's better to be in our skin,
than in clothes, now perspiration soaked,
that we shed where by shade we are cloaked.
When our nakedness spares no blushes,
let us make love among the bushes,
The sounds of passion echo around
as I thrust into you on the ground,
or, other way, you cowgirling me,
breasts overhung like fruit on a tree,
us serenaded in the thickets
by nighttime chirping of the crickets.
Shining eyes watch from night darkened trees
as my body's framed between your knees.
In this Aphroditean of feasts
we descend to instincts of the beasts,
where the survival of the species
is affirmed in meetings of the pieces.
Published 19th Jun 2021
Author's Note
Inspired by Sweet Kitty Cat 5's 'Jungle Heat'.
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19th Jun 2021 7:26pm
19th Jun 2021 7:31pm
19th Jun 2021 7:33pm
Recalling an old song of that name ... Steve Miller Band if I am right ... but rumble is better grammatically ...
19th Jun 2021 7:35pm
It is actually Jethro Tull ... "Let's bungle in the jungle ... it's alright by me" ...
20th Jun 2021 6:05am
Must try to find that on youtube I hadn't heard they sung that. (Am familiar with Solstice Bells, and tomorrow is summer solstice.)
20th Jun 2021 1:07am
Well my wise poet.. I must say you have done me very pride with your poetic gift to place the most beautifully spin on my poet musing in tis entirety
Mm.. let's bungle in the jungle and share our animalistic heat
Blindly pleasing one another as our bodies become the carnal feast
Oh sweet mercy, tenderly touching me as we rumple on the moss in the jungle to sizzling lust
Dipping into my lush like time is a rewarded must
Awaiting the trickling and then the butter rum gush
Oh yes... moans, groans in union, our bodies entwined
Silken rapture intoxicating like consuming vintage wine
Roar for me, louder... let the jungle hear your dominating pleasure
Palms clasped, our lips dueling, as you raid deeper and deeper inside the creaminess of my sunken treasure
Thank you my wise poet for poetic recognition and your rendition sings to my like butta...
SKC😘
Mm.. let's bungle in the jungle and share our animalistic heat
Blindly pleasing one another as our bodies become the carnal feast
Oh sweet mercy, tenderly touching me as we rumple on the moss in the jungle to sizzling lust
Dipping into my lush like time is a rewarded must
Awaiting the trickling and then the butter rum gush
Oh yes... moans, groans in union, our bodies entwined
Silken rapture intoxicating like consuming vintage wine
Roar for me, louder... let the jungle hear your dominating pleasure
Palms clasped, our lips dueling, as you raid deeper and deeper inside the creaminess of my sunken treasure
Thank you my wise poet for poetic recognition and your rendition sings to my like butta...
SKC😘
