The conqueror is the surrenderer!

As I tip-toed in thought

Over her breasts naked, 

Worshipped.

I got excited. Trampled.....

Was the loved shared, tripping.

Physically demanding.

Sprinkled with salt, and.....

Seasoning. Toasted was

The outcome.

The taste divine!

I raised my flag, the conquest.

On Iwo Jima, her island

I conquered her territory, mine.

On her ownership

She just smiled.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow how subtle this is and yet pretty damn sexy with the metaphors.

j.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you J for your kind words

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we know who is in control of that Island, Andrew...now, where's the toast???? :)

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Thomas and the toast is burnt lol

[Valentine]

Whew, wasn't this suppose to be "X" rated. Valentine

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Kathie! lol