Fluid Test

Baby let me start at midnight
Or 12 O'clock high noon even
With slight touches out of your sight
Reaching the nerve call seven
One hand is up the other down
Lips and tongue tucked on your nipples
One aim in mind, trade joy for frown
Moving to ten past the apples
At quarter pass clit we then pause
To focus on upper regions
Collecting momentum the cause
slippery tongue in reliance
Tongue tip to tongue tip and no more
Headed now to your 12:30
Feelings we almost cant endure
Slipping inside the big dirty
With that finger for all motion
come come, please, and do not delay
On the spot flavor has notion
Quarter till any new hour,
Eye to eye and faces to match
Let me come in with pure power
And set sweetest release on fetch
As wife and Queen, sit in my lap
Till what went in comes poring out
Reminding me what was still is yet
The girl safe with the man about

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Comments
Nathenial!! This is very clever and original! I love how you referenced the time throughout the poem. Excellent write!! 5*s all the way!!
Val ♥️
Val'...
...I am tickled you get it...out on a limb with that one...smiling...thanks so so so so much for your vote...now i can breath a sigh of relief...that was a close call for me...smile...again...thanks...nj