Sunday, May 09, 2010

Tale #8 : The forest



The forest. A campfire, warmth in the evening.
Hot coals smoldering in the darkness.
Among the gathered people, I saw his black hair,
his smooth skin, two seductive eyes.
The huge forest, our playground in which we took off.
His kisses, pleasing.
His sweet butt, blurred in darkness.
Back to the campfire, extinguished after all.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi Janiek,
I really enjoy your blog. Your poems and art are delicious. Thanks for telling me about your blog. I will definitely be a visitor here. I will place a link to your blog at AOM. Thanks for sharing. So very lovely. Cheers, AOM

Janiek said...

Hey AOM,
Glad you like it here! Thanks, deliciousness is one of my priorities ;)