Brown Love

[BlackWidow]

This brown love is cold,trickles down and chills
Places beneath the surface,rooms that hot lust fills
Coursing through my system in search to cool the heat
Flowing around in whirlpools,drowning itself in defeat

Nothing could quench this thirst,tame passions dancing fire
Senses are in for a ride,on the freeway of midnight's desire
More fuelled now by the liquid,from inside out I slowly melt
Brown love,temptations enhancer,a knowing touch is felt

Shed my layers of distinction,stranger to the night like this
Wrap my flesh around the colours of music grazing my lips
In rhythm to its caress,skin to air,my spirit for now is free
Running through candlelit corridors,holding hands........
Brown Love and me

*brown love = bourbon


#can you guess what its about?

[Mr. Hendrickson™]

You sure had me fooled I was thinking about sex and then its about bourbon. you are really at describing things and then fooling me as well.

[BlackWidow]

lmao..it IS about what you thought... accompanied by the bourbs as well.
Another way to write about self pleasure.

I choose not to write erotic with crudeness.I feel it takes from the sensuality of the tone.Entices a lil more.I was challenged once to write an erotic piece without "pretty ing" up the words..lol..I just couldnt bring myself to do it.

One guy said use the word pussy..lol.and best I could do was "well of love" *shrugs*

Thanks again.Glad you got a tickle.

[Mr. Hendrickson™]

Well sometimes not being so blunt makes a poem all the much better. It entices the person to read the whole poem to get the jist of what the writer is trying to accomplish.