Monday, September 7, 2009

Cup Sssssssssip

An artistic creation, in my hands!
I take her and she slides as I wish
Transparent, nothing she hid from me

Now she lays open
Still she is clasped by me
She readily unfolds her warmth
My lips rubbed hers
I utterly nestle and succumb to her
My fingers keep running over her ribs

She quenches my thirst and is empty now
Ten minutes, everything ended between us
“Once hot and now arctic”, I mutter
I threw her debris
I am denied one more cup of tea

4 comments:

  1. Some one z copying my ishhtyle :D :D
    LOL ! j/k glad to c you writing poems

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  2. its simply superb... made me to drink a cup of tea..

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  3. its really superb.cha chancelessssss pa. how is it possible....to you alone? fabulous. no more words....... i like this one very much.nice imagination.
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