Saturday, April 21, 2007

still poetry month...


another oldie of mine.








ask

i would feed upon you,
live on your glances, satisfied by

your scent , your intentions
i would feed on these

between breaths
tastes caught on the tongue
singing you

with my skin
damp alive

pulse
ragged music

dance you
wild

rock you slow
hungry again.




i looked this up here after i posted about the french bakery in millvale, hummmm
food, sex, desserts, sex...





and no, i do think of lots of other subjects, but few as fun as, well! ; )

3 comments:

QuakerDave said...

NICE. Very sexy too.

Sherry Pasquarello said...

thank you kid sir! ; )

Sherry Pasquarello said...

i meant "kind" got me all flustered!