he lullabit me to sleep:
our tongues made out like two snails in some moist earthy hole
our lips nibbling on pieces of flesh
you'll soon understand my hunger, my dry mouth, this yearning makes it easier to walk the desert in my soul
when I kiss your manhood you will meet the woman in me and my passion cannot lie
fear me not when I sit on your lap for i only thirst for a little bit of heaven
a heaven that is steamy, breathless and wet
greet my curiousity as i let you come in because i have endured years of chaste. we don't always understand life's ways but we can decipher desire.
("Ladybird of Hickow Fields", p 53, Women's Book Ltd)
our tongues made out like two snails in some moist earthy hole
our lips nibbling on pieces of flesh
you'll soon understand my hunger, my dry mouth, this yearning makes it easier to walk the desert in my soul
when I kiss your manhood you will meet the woman in me and my passion cannot lie
fear me not when I sit on your lap for i only thirst for a little bit of heaven
a heaven that is steamy, breathless and wet
greet my curiousity as i let you come in because i have endured years of chaste. we don't always understand life's ways but we can decipher desire.
("Ladybird of Hickow Fields", p 53, Women's Book Ltd)
by Krkič April 28, 2019