The Aqueous Path

It drops from petals to the floor
From thy hirsute woman-door
The far less traveled aqueous path
Where lovers frolic in the bath
Of a shimmering golden stream

Let me lather up thy fleshy mound,
Mouth and tongue both licking ’round
Until thy urge can’t be denied
And from thy feminine divide
You give me precious drink

Oh, the sight of dew run down thy thighs
Causes me to quickly rise
And beg thee for the warm sensation
Of thy golden wet oblation
Trickling off my tongue

Place thy fount above my face
As I await thy warm embrace
The aurous flow of urethra’s palace
My open mouth, a thirsty chalice
Let me taste thy amber wine

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4 replies
  1. Harper Shelby Thornton
    Harper Shelby Thornton says:

    Nice poem! "The Golden River" is another good name for this too. Keep being so free with one another it's so beautiful and inspiring. Nothing wrong at all. I also love the poetic terminology you used for the Aqueous Path, it somehow adds on to the beautiful, erotic nature of the poem too. Thank you for sharing it with us. Hopefully there will be some more? God bless you two!

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