Poem -

Salt

Salt

The rubber tulip

For the fifteen seconds man

She always bought him one every day

She would arrive at nine...knowing she is expected ....she  walks right in....nicely dressed..finest perfume of Chanel numbers...no disappointments 

She shouts "are you still alive"?

Yes my tulip flower my lover....yes.. in here...

Come quickly i am in waiting.....in here my daling

Let me smell you all over

Like water from your feet ...softness to your knees

Wetness to your loving

Let my lips speak in caressing all tenderness that exist in you.....inch by inch from your knees to the scent of weeknesses...touching the fragances..in life .....of 

Loving you...

And if a  tulip can be found .....today it would be in you only

So let my senses be awaken within your pleasures of my romance.

I will dance my tongue over your skin in every pore to a taste of Love ....gently to your abs up to your nipps of baby first..

i will enjoy in sensual presence....i am here ....yes i am...

Can't stop now ...you smile in breaths of needs and sighs...in wants of more 

Let me love your eyes ...your mouth of lips and tongue....of taste upon me gently

of all my fantasie of you upon me in desires filled and more i must love you..lovingly

In my way...today. ..today Now

Not done ...i will hold i must inhale 

this love ...let me be ....piece by piece....upon you

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