Sunday, July 20, 2008

hot summer night...

a rivulet of sweat
undulates down your cheek
and neck,
makes its way
slowly over your
pulsing chest toward
your belly. I stop it
with my tongue
and you are hard again.

14 comments:

  1. It's a rare talent that can turn licking sweat into an explosion of erotic sensation...

    ReplyDelete
  2. Ahhhh!! Summertime in the south.
    Tangled, sweaty sheets.
    Most excellently done Darlin'.

    ReplyDelete
  3. if it were only real, Larry!

    ReplyDelete
  4. Wow Jeannie that's hot stuff, you have painted a very sensual picture there! Mmmm... ;)

    ReplyDelete
  5. kinda reminds me of what we did last night......*blushes* you read my thoughts, jean!

    ReplyDelete
  6. Ladies, I'm so glad you can relate! :-)

    ReplyDelete
  7. Well I do have a very good memory Jean! ;) xoxox

    ReplyDelete
  8. Wow, better than ice cream, though the two go good together, somehow. I like puzzles, especially ones I can figure out, like the one you wrote!

    ReplyDelete
  9. Quite a sensual portrait for nine lines of words.

    Thanks for coming by Jean.

    ReplyDelete
  10. Doom, I love ice cream too...heh.

    Walking Man...welcome!

    ReplyDelete
  11. I have to go to the bathroom.
    I'm DEFINITELY having a moment.

    ReplyDelete
  12. I wondered where you've been!!

    ReplyDelete
  13. whoa....danged hot stuff here.
    Tell ya what though....
    there's no AC here at the house. Sweat pouring all the time.

    ReplyDelete