Tornado / Sonnet
Tornado
I stole your wind right from your lovely lips
And blew it straight behind your ear / a shaking
From deep inside / a sound like grimly aching
Wound from your mouth / your trembling hips
Showed growing lust that had a sudden breaking /
It reached out to your twiddling fingertips /
Which twisted through my hair in spinning flips /
The flame within your gleaming eyes was waking /
Your breathing seemed to get a heavy panting /
And wording changed into a want-on style /
Your grip got tight to back my teasing slanting /
The heaving of your breasts set to beguile /
Your orders stayed not far from angry ranting /
There was no time to wait another while
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Dichtung zu vielen Gelegenheiten -
mit einem leichtem Anflug von melancholischer Ironie gewürzt
Alle Beiträge (c) Walther
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Geändert von Walther (14.09.2010 um 16:01 Uhr)
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