Tuesday, November 5, 2013

PIED PIPER AND HIS FLUTE


Tapping a jig of feet he stepped lively to an inner beat
Playing a tune of hidden heat the women followed incessantly
Changing the cresendo to beat of "c" the women stripped clothes off hurriedly
Watching with eyes of lust filled heat he stared at forms of naked with lavishly lingering gaze
Calling out freely they chased men of prude with lasciousness of pleasure on mind
Catching elusiveness of flying feet of sturdy male they assaulted flesh of hard with kisses of devouring consuming passionate
Dragging pulling they cajoled guiled seduced lovers' quest in various trysts of hidden spots of fleshly delight
Watching with slits of hidden heat he continued the strum of beat of seductive play compelling dalliance long
Finishing the song of long he laughed malicious glee of proud snotty matrons in positions of rut awoke with cries of pleasure escalating to bellowing hollows
Running clicking heels he laughed merrily leaving at his mischievous adventure today

By Felicia McCaw

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