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Ready to bloom
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CUNTISM
Pink silken rose buds
beg to bloom.
The light from your eyes,
the heat from your finger tip;
more potent than the sun.
breathless wanton passion
aches to cling to you
direly wrapping herself
around you.
Thoughts drawn
waist down
Naked flesh
and rose buds
rise to greet you,
Moistened lips
open to claim you...
But you prefer cold showers.
ssmoothie..
smoothiee...omfg. ;x amazing poem...i must say. you lure the reader in with the title and each line is packed with color, imagery, emotion, expression, sensuality, and bam...then goes smoothie with her in-your-face surprise ending. love it.