Erotica Maximum
Vanilla skies on a chocolate dream
Pierced the sky a mocha beam
Thoughts the body has of false pail
Mediterranean seas I choose to sail
Longing just to hold the sky’s hand
Colors blend in Neverland
Deep went the chocolate man
Covered vanilla with a bronze tan
Contorted reality in black you’ve dressed
Esoteric words me you’ve impressed
Energies exchanged food for thought
Contentment found was what I sought
Strawberry peach so bitter sweet
Bodies intertwine to summer’s heat
Pink walls I must try to breach
Speaking in tongue to eat the peach
Unadorned the surface of the true love
Chocolate fits the sky like a glove
Passions flair sounds of the night
Friction heat from cometh the light
Fire blazes giving all you’ve got
Soothing the scratch to hit the spot
Strolling across barren lands
Vanilla melts in chocolate’s hands
Exposed they lay as chocolate kissed the sky
There bodies beautifully sings my, my, my
Twisting and turning biting of the lips
Moaning and groaning the solar eclipse
Darkness penetrates the light
Open skies puts up not a fight
Climax the passion releases Screaming
Quite the night for they are now dreaming
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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