PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

finger paint this image in your mind

i am dragging

teasing indian paint brushes

on the parts that are sensitive



maybe it isn't an image

that should be imagined

after all the tender kiss of a flower

against your flesh should be experienced

to be understood



summertime and your thighs are easy



i want to play a one note solo

on the loser harmonica

and  have you know i long for your kiss



again



summertime and your mother

is a good observation



and kiss you again



like a wild flower that sways

next to the tracks that

is all about titillation

you know titillation right



to spin around you like drunken go karts



fish are jumping and your cotton shirt rides up



let me brush your lip with renoir heat



to throw down in a sweaty heap and

to keep on enjoying the pedals of desire

blooming in the heat of summer