P-VITE

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