The liquorish black lick
Of Temptation’s tongue
Runs down my spine,
Slowly setting in my mind
Causing a bit of a stir to my senses
She walks away but still I feel her presence
The liquorish black lick
Of Temptation’s tongue
Plays silly tricks on my mind
Whispering to me in seductive tones
Saying how she wants to hear me moan
The liquorish black lick
Of Temptation’s tongue
Runs from my fingertips to my neck
My body her map
The liquorish black lick
Of Temptation’s tongue
Settles in my mouth
She gives so much
But to me it’s still not enough
The
Liquorish black lick
of
Temptation’s
Tongue
lingers
all
over
mine…
© Caprice 2009
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