IT’S ABOUT THAT THANG
I love, Not just the wet of it
Not even the sweat of it.
But that space so small
That can hold so much
And be home to so many.
Passionately sought after
By male and female alike
For a satisfying quench of curiosity.
Pried open and stretched
In the most difficult of circumstances,
Yet left dripping in ecstatic anticipation
Of the next sense to comprehend. . .
Feeling the urgency. . .
Hearing the volley in foreplay. . .
Inhaling the penetration. . .
Tasting the throb of maturation. . .
And in full view of the excitement. . . .
So much coming in and going out
Rearranging...adjusting...cleansing...
snapping...aching...grasping.
...
I love, Not just the wet of it
Not even the sweat of it.
But that space so small
That can hold so much
And be home to so many.
And as I continue to gaze at you from head to toe
I pray that as other men come into your life
They (too) will love you for your mind.
© 1994 Sporty King
"Do You Have Any Idea... How Fine You Are?"
Available at
http://www.sportyking.com/
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