Poetic Positions

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Sinfully Delicious

When I was just a young child
My mother a religious woman
Would make these delicious donuts
I would reach over
And whisper in her ear
Mother
These are sinfully delicious!
She would smile and wink
Slipping me one more

When I was in my prime
A young woman I had as mine
She would wear this short skirt
That would fall way above the knees
I did reach over
And whisper in her ear
Honey you look sinfully delicious
She smiled ran out and bought one more

As our intimacy grew
Alone in our bedroom chamber
She did reached over
Her long hair flowing
Honey, she whispered in my ear
That was sinfully delicious!
I smiled and we did it once more!