The Ticklish Apple

Adam pleaded with Eve
“darling, swallow it “
Her brow went up with ease
“tease me to need you”
she said…
it’s been so long since
words carry on in sense
interest held intense
enough to be scent….
mental intensity
reaches insanity
and breaches the soul
hear, the orgasmic tones
teaching, in subtle moans

...The Art of Love.
Ala.mode in a cart eh?
“madman… come this way”
she said
the galactic pipers playing
musical notes are swaying
butterflies dancing
and your eyes
just write
while I sing awhile
and just smile
here, on a long mile. ;)

“I am a ball, but not the chain.”