She knows how to blow those kisses
into my ear hair and that drives me crazy.
She blew in my ears
and then bit me on my neck,
just above my clavicle,
a tad off to the left
of my right shoulder.
She knew I liked it
immediately
as with very little modesty
I responded
with a positively
metaphorically
perfectly pitched moan,
which left little doubt
that I
a grown man,
would soon be
on my hands and knees
begging
like a little boy
for his toy.
Ted Sheridan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-m-so-damn-easy-but-not-a-slut-about-it-i-beg-with-dignity/
