Perfume
The scent of you
Permeates my sheets.
I can't get myself
Out of bed.
True Religion
When I first
Saw you naked
I finally knew
There was a God.
Nipple
Roseate aura
Areola cherry
I nibble
To taste you.
Post-Coital
Universe dizzy
We lose our bearing
Spinning slowly
Into eternity
Eruption
My tongue
Turns you into
A volcano.
Pompeii
Buried again.
M.C. Bruce
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/quickies-poems-for-sexting-anthology/
