" Vanilla Appetizers "

In the paradise moon of her curvaceous subtlety
An intoxicating turn of her luscious personality
Leaves me a Jughead, to her vibrant Veronica
Helplessly swept up into her Erotica
Just the simple touch of her bountiful lips
Pressed against my idea of her
Paradise moon
My imagination slips into the midnight
Rendezvous
Where, in Loves embrace, I run my desire
Along her neck line
Moistening the entrance to her
Loving potential
And she bids me, " Stay the night?!"
To her delight, I remove my inhibitions
And dangle them
From the inner recesses of her craving
For the bubbling lust
And the demands of crazy, sexual
Theatrics
And the perfect
Oneness
Of procreations
Vanilla
Appetizers......

For: Cherie   ( my femininity )

Tony Taylor   (Chicago)