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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=523441" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Miss Cinderella, sing my song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This is one of my poems in my current erotic poem book I am writing to publish later this year. And please it is all based on imagination! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The smell of her strong musky fragrance<br>Imposed on me a certain disturbance<br>Clearly in the air there was no romance<br>Perhaps that was a sign of its entrance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That night I slept but a little<br>My fingers in a constant fiddle<br>Tossing and turning<br>My imagination running<br>Wow! She was stunning</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her lips alone I couldn’t dismiss<br>Even with a single kiss<br>I simply do not know how to ‘take the piss’<br>Those delicate rosy cushy red lips<br>Needed seven times seven daily kiss trips<br>With special tantalizing nurturing from my lips</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her large beautiful breasts <br>Lay hidden beneath her blouse<br>She was not yet my spouse<br>Yet every part of me was aroused</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ll like to grind my body upon her thighs<br>Feed her lips with laughter and moaning cries<br>Share intimacy with her below the midnight skies<br>Someday maybe together we may fly<br>Who knows how high if we try! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when she spoke<br>Her words alone were electrifying<br>While I listened mesmerising<br>Memorising every word she spoke<br>Until my brain was literally soaked</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I like to kiss her body inch by inch<br>Tease her with every flinch and with soft pinches<br>Touch and caress her smooth black ebony skin<br>Taste her breasts as our love manifest at a love nest<br>Pin her to the bedroom wall and make love to her gently<br>Talk to her beautiful body all night tenderly<br>Her juicy pie will get wetter than wet<br>So she will never forget the day we met</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On a beautiful night of poetry<br>With women writers making history<br>Her thoughts were with another<br>At first I thought her poem <br>Was about her sister or her mother<br>Never guessed it was her ex-lover</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It seems Miss Cinderella<br>Is still hanging on to what is gone<br>Miss Cinderella<br>Sometime, I’ll like to take you out for some fun</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wonderful night past<br>She vanished so fast<br>No phone calls, just occasion text and emails<br>Where have I failed, or have I failed <br>Before I even started to set sail? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can’t call now, Life’s pressure is written on my wall<br>I’m not entitled to pleasure in my crystal ball</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But it seems Miss Cinderella<br>Is still hanging on to what is gone<br>Miss Cinderella<br>Sometime, I’ll like to take you out for some fun<br>Take a walk with you under the sun<br>Massage your body beautifully as we take turns<br>Play hide and seek as we take shelter and run<br>I could bake you one of my delicate buns</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Miss Cinderella <br>Stop hanging to what is gone<br>All that is past and done<br>My passion for you is about to be born<br>My feeling for you is better than none<br>I invite you to sing with me my song<br>There is this feeling I have<br>We cannot be wrong! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sylvia+Chidi">Sylvia Chidi</a><div class=q>
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