"4.4 Of 30: French Tips"

"French Tips"

Dug into my skin like excavation.
The sensation eternal.
Felt months after interaction....
Reaction to something profound.
Potent.
Powerful.
Devoured the nectar.
Knelt before the edge
like serfs under scepter.
Approached the altar
and paid homage with bondage
frequently.
Indecency easy to come by.
I ran my
mouth
and it was filled with earnest.
The furnace meager in comparison
to the embers burnt into my subconscious.
Content never safe for
those far too afraid to
make the first taste
sloppier than the seconds.
Seconds in and skin crawls up
and the fist balled up
full of braids called up
from broad shoulders to the thighs.
Obscenities piercing the sky
in the rapture of it all.
Broke three or four during calls.
Well worth it if you recall....

~ Society Of Poets ~

 ~ 30 ~

Written By: Devin Joseph Metz