I ventured, full of confidence into the dark, <br />a warm environment received me deep inside. <br />Another great adventure for me to embark, <br />there be no dullness in my life, so let me glide. <br /> <br />Smooth flesh and bumps and crevices abound in here, <br />delicious moisture, spittle-like, it coats this cave, <br />there seems to be what I would call perhaps a weir <br />and from the top suspended a small phallus for the brave? <br /> <br />More fluids are secreted, I can nearly swim, <br />firm grip engulfs and holds with muscle power, tight <br />a brief but energetic pull, just on a whim (?) <br />a fleeting thought, the futile wish that there be light. <br /> <br />A moan is heard, as if the pleasure fairy were <br />deliciously massaging secret lustful space, <br />symmetrical the movement now as muscles stir <br />a bush of hair surrounds the orifice, in place, <br /> <br />now being drenched with vital juices as they flow <br />and then it happens, a small cry escapes her lips, <br />all skin is blushing wearing rouge and inner glow, <br />gyrating forces moving uvula and hips. <br /> <br />Aha, he grins and a contented, sleepy smile <br />spreads through her mind, as now the deed is truly done <br />a taste of honey has replaced the sting of bile <br />the tooth is out, perhaps you will forgive the pun (?)<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-warm-moist-place/
