Mental Imagery 
Category: Writing and Poetry 

I had this posted previously, but took it down as I did not want 
to offend those with delicate senses. But then I thought "Oh 
well, it's just me and my sensual mind, making poetry and 
passing time". A friend encouraged me to put it back. It's a 
take on word play. The words themselves are not potent, your 
mind does all the work. It's a take on the poem I made about 
words that sound good together. That poem gave me the idea. 
Sorry if it's sounds a little too racey. 

Oily, tan, faded jeans
Soft and bouncy in between
Oozing oil, starting to boil
Slippery wet, bouncing jiggling
Ecstacy gliding, bodies wiggling
Breathing, teasing, seazing, realing
Floating, rising to the ceiling
Laughter, smiles, eyes like a dove
Green, amber, feel your love
Standing up a thing to behold
Curves in my face
Chantilly lace
My heart did race
For your embrace
Sealed it with a little kiss
Sampled baby's cherry bliss
Elastsic waiste
Lounge chaste
Skin taste
Tan goose bumps with lace
Strings and things
Angels wings
Bouncy bed
Filled my head
Shining, gleaming, perfect breasts
Where a pearl necklace rests
Motion moving
bouncing grooving
Ecstacy cries
Feeling butterflies
Curves are winding down
Till they hit the ground
Hair is flowing long
Shining like a song
Silky smooth, shiny and wet
How high can my spirit get
Clouds of vapor ever falling
Loving angels ever calling
Beholding, adoring, gently exploring
Curves, crevices, mounds, and valleys
Getting lost in your back alleys
Took our pleasures
Sampled treasures
Your delicate hands did caress
feminine, gentle, made me quiver
Tigress body in my face
Gloriously beholding love's sweet embrace