"DEATH BY TITTYFICATION"

Come and be smothered
Between my bountiful vessels
With a touch and finish like silk
They’ll make you feel
Like you are in heaven
And at the same time
Steal your breath.

Suckle and lick, kiss and caress
I love the way you touch my breasts
Tickle my fancy, Or rather yours
Seeing them swelling
You are lost, wanting more.

A life of their own
A taste you desire
Little do you know
These will make you expire.

Losing your air
Trapped in the folds
Soon your body will be lifeless
And lie there turning cold.

© 22 January 2007 Written by Angela Edgar
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"FORM STUDY"

My forefinger traces
The outline of your face
Your eyes, nose, ears
Stopping at your mouth.
I line the line of your lips
Graciously you part them
Lettting me in
Past your teeth to your tongue.
Soft and wet
You envelop my digit
Warm and cosy
You twirl and suck
Moulding around me
You release me.... POP!

© 12th December 2007 Written by Angela Edgar.
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