A Wolf In Sheep's clothing.
Written by: Wiflred Mellers, Friday, September 3,2010 @ 12: 39 PM
My heart lies between her thighs.
From regions southern, it gazed into her eyes
Apparatus of speech I exercise
From the keep the beast arise
From slumber now to full-sized
Rocking the boat till it almost capsized
Juices flow to baptize
Cream-filled center tasted till it dried
Grunts and groans she replies
The tongue's motion makes an incise
Glorious sounds reach to the skies
In and out and even slantwise
From dawn till dusk back to sunrise
Energy filled with ample supplies
Stimulus by finger reactions to higher highs
For this moment in time, I shall reprise
Nirvana reaching she tries
Round corners turning edgewise
Stopping now would surely be unwise
Shangri-La she reaches to no surprise
Thank god she replies
Tales now I surmise
For in this, I tell you no lies
A wolf in sheep's clothing in disguise
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem