skillz tha poet

Sunday, October 9, 2011

All in a rainy day

it was raining heavily outside,
when on my door a knock she did make,
fully wet,
dripping wet,
in a blue Levi's jeans,
and a now transparent white tee,
called me choco pie,
in question of if in my private pad she was welcome,
but who was i such an angel,
a welcome to deny?
in she came,
shivering,
got a shirt as her tee off she took,
helped her in fighting the urge to stare,
that asian skin,
tantalizing as to the chest wedge,
it looked different,
never had turned my back,
she asked if i wouldn't help,
the unbuttoning and unzipping,
a shaky feel creeping,
i wouldn't mind,
so myself said,
in trembling hands,
as it did cascade ,
a new discovery,
a new world made,
light skin to the toe nails,
thighs that a mouth watered,
choking,
in the deafening silence,
she lay on the settee,
a coffee would come in handy,
time did slow down,
as i watched her lips meet the mug,
the way they did part,
as that froth she sucked in,
in that arousing lady way,
with each sip,
a lips getting glossier,
a more closer i got drawn,
wanting to feel that caffeine,
wanting that coffee bean taste to feel,
in such flesh,
how would it be?

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