Romance in a Cauldron

hot steamy sexual erotica

My romance dirty and hot

my romance
is in my gut
stirring my
serious sense
of loss
for words
are struck
and in this

crawl
towards my skin
Thin air cools
Against my pores
closed in
secured and scared
to open their
little lips
and lick the thing
that drips on them
like a stick
coated with
something thick
surrounded by something
sick and delicious

A body maybe
A bit confused
Up
Into it¹s birthright
Position
Sit.
Nicely done
Buttering up the spit
Where out it
likes to fit
warm
warm it is
and in
Fuck
Again
Braise
Slow and moist
Like chefs expect to make
This so delicious
And excellent
This is summer¹s wet
Boil
This hot Blood
Bold and young
One on one
Barbie gone barbaric again
Just enough
not charcoil, love

A rare piece
With a stroke
Of flames
From your simmering
Trip
A liquid
Flavored
Mouth takes
All it¹s open panting
Wait, until biting time
To lick the divine dish
Served with a knife, fork
And kiss.