Lately I have been thinking about Martini's. It has been driving me crazy, I am not a huge fan but I must admit there is something so intoxicating about them.
Unadulterated
She slips from her wary dress
Elegant and free spirited
Hiding her nakedness
Her modesty is crystal clear
Her fullness and shapely curves
Incite passion
Her fragrant perfume lingers
As you breathe her in deep
The faint scent of lemon
Sharp and acidic
Her virtue
Is dispatched greedily
Your pulse races
You indulge
In her exuberance
She is cold and stinging
"This is a Hayden Lambert original poem and cannot be reproduced without his permission"
Friday, 6 February 2009
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