Purple satin sheets
Matching purple towels
With lavender baths
Jasmine, vanilla and Kush smoke
Fitted nightie, above knees
With purple slide on high heels, with open toes
Wine flavored black and mild smoke
One wine glass Goblet for two, sweet taste of Moscato
my hands catching your secreting, your hands on my throttle
Surround sound playing DVD, "Love Jones"
Reciting pieces with our flickering tongues
Muscle throbbing through fitted,
Blood flowing, total strain, pre-Cuming
Open window during pouring rain
hollowing winds making candle flames wave
blue light will high light our silhouette
bonding, thrusting and grinding
intertwine like pretzels
passion, purple passions
releases of screams in purple tears
two bodies numb
laid in soils passed out from the actions
This is a P-vite,
Except it and let us be this poem!
By LeRoy Goetzendanner
