door to passion <br />a svelte pink lace <br />fine lined sensuous haven <br />sensitive as a mollusk <br />shy like an Oriental country belle <br />warm as a newborn babe <br />craving for mummy's swollen breast <br /> <br />door to passion, <br />hottest Assamese chillies <br />sting, set to fire a woman's heart <br />like equinox Sun <br />tempest in the calm of space <br />only eyes would give away <br />lips to experience its tremour <br /> <br />door to passion <br />a black woman's <br />thick erotic pouty loads <br />deceptive as chameleon <br />manoevre through them <br />and you see ivory white <br />towers bordering an <br />orifice of ecstatic desires<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sweet-lips/
