Bikini Poem by Randy Resh

She is now in her bikini
for the past week
I've been waiting dreamy

She buys two:
one white, other black

Which one first?
my august choice
white smear knuckle spit sticky slick
models under over view

She is even asking my preference
I am overcum with honour,
sincerest gratitude
(knowing my taste in texture, colour)

It is lace; skirt extending convertible
far beyond my fantasies' measuring
inspecting delicate fit becuming

I am lost with wonder, marvel
sculpted wear cut of contour

She is elegant, fit for form
statuesque classic beaming
face radiance ripe from raining
searing sea foam frothing

She fills form as the finest model
she mermaid, fantasy French Maid
She has been to the gym
my slack-jawed mouth open

Salivant drips drooling
I of gleeful pride
lascivious
blush flush smirk slick slide

my glass is now want for waiting, panting
plead her pleasure fill for flower
stamen seethe for flowing

spend mine most intimate reaction
complement
in most moist manners arriving

squeeze the sunscreen shooting violently
lotion liquid shear half wineglass
filling
I gush flush ferocious
share slick stick spill trading

my tan for hers



copyright R. Resh 2007