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Duck Lips, Towel Slips — February 16
© 2017/TomSquitieri

You had slept in my white, long sleeve teeshirt
and nothing else at all
Your nipples are pushing against the shirt,
Romantic and sensual, they do call

You can see my smile widen
as you pull the chair close and near
My woman has appeared, in all wonderful ways
of that I am positively clear

I get up to get you coffee and my towel is pushed right off,
because of the excitement caused by you
I stand there, frozen in thought and desire and readiness
as I slowly pour the brew

You have turned my body into a work of art
for your personal love, pleasure and touch
You give me duck lips to make me smile
and can never take me too much

It just happened one morning, you woke and we found
That the click together was true
and now you move to the bed, on your back, your small panties gone
your eyes say “I must have you”

Bring coffee, please, you say, and then yourself
As you take my towel and hold it
There is no hiding what you had caused
and what soon you will guide in to profit

Don’t forget the French vanilla, you say,
or maybe almond milk as well
Cream helps the coffee taste much better, you say,
and makes me feel so swell

This is all and you tell me yes
that you know it will be great
so you sip and are ready, duck lips and tasty
we need no longer wait

As my mind spins in smiles,
You say you will turn off the light
Coffee came sooner that expected, you say
Get over here and fill me right