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Mocha Encomium For Elizabeth Fair

Tasteful is the delectable fruit which you posses
Sweet is the cherry that is divine straight from the vine
Vanilla faced in motions sensuous quivering to the touch
Taint that wonderful tongue slides deep inside she clutches

Peach filled aroma consumed to ones desire
Brazilian shaven oyster with tender filled moistened center
Succulent clam spans wide to follow through
Slanted plum hydrated fully to burst quenched one’s thirst

I like a child in your playground romping with my intended meal
Chewing, swallowing, and devouring by nibbling sensations
Speech apparatus moves from side to side to articulate my circular motions
Torso tenses while squeezing on shoulder’s broad you fought

Fire consumes as passion flairs to scorch the chamber chocolate hot
Thighs wide filled with amore chanting softly sweet strawberries
The seat of intellect plunged downward ever rhythmically tasting apple pie
Bodies swaying to and throw configuring a spectacular musical accelerando

Juicy the flower’s nectar that suddenly sets back my mind in time
As the Bees carries their gatherings back to the lair, savored I the flavored flower
How fine it was to dine behind then forward to romp freely in your treasure field
Frolicking you the boisterous one made a day of it all

Prancing to natures fruitful basket like notes in a classical sonata
The movement grew to a crescendo climaxing at its peak of efficiency
Peach juice ran down legs to gently rest in my hands
Satisfaction complete now hence to my course intertwining

Beating back the hands of time I rising to the occasion set forth I commenced
Brought on by desires beyond my control, I entered caverns deep and fulfilling
I wasted not the flower while trying not to overpower the dance of love
The night came to a screech shouting relief from such a blissful pain

Patiently now I wait for encounters evermore so nice that I now endeavor
The nights grows cold as winter winds set in upon my lascivious desires
Such lewd acts I crave now for I have not a clue in what to do until the next episode
Licentious are my erotic tendencies for wanton flairs a passion new

For the one touch I need so much has become my unbridled prurient
Anticipation drives me into hysteria for one moments embrace
The shark circles the flowered fruit that has sent me into a feeding frenzy
Cherries unclad against my visage unabated has left me wanting you more than ever

poem by Wilfred Mellers
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