Ice Cream

ICE CREAM

Seductive poem

I woke with a smile upon my face. Feeling happy, about my day. Took a long bath as I reminisced about the night before. I lowered my body in a bashful way, to the bubble that tickled my lips. I remember your words- as you kissed my skin.

“You’re sweeter than licorice I stir in my cup.

You warmed me from within, when I fill you up,

I lick your thighs like a tootsie roll pop,

Taste that cocoa, before I stop.

Pick you up, and walkabout,

Listen to your thoughts- whispered in a sensual pout,

You laid beside me as a dream, jumped up saying, “I’m going for ice cream.”

That told me I did not my job, your hair intact, that cute little bob.

I flipped the script, replied, “me too.” Grabbed that carton and spread all -over- you.

Now, you are the cone, its melting fast. Let us see if, the cone can last, beyond this ice cream.