| ©2006 by Kenneth Thomas All rights reserved |
Kenneth Thomas is a freelance writer from New York City. He has been featured in the poetic
anthology entitled "Tracing the Infinite" (2004, International Library of Poetry) page 1. Kenneth is
currently working on several independent projects and is in talks to write a series of articles for
prospective newspaper publications. Kenneth will be putting out a book of poetry in the first quarter of
2006.
anthology entitled "Tracing the Infinite" (2004, International Library of Poetry) page 1. Kenneth is
currently working on several independent projects and is in talks to write a series of articles for
prospective newspaper publications. Kenneth will be putting out a book of poetry in the first quarter of
2006.
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| Fingertips by Kenneth Thomas Can these inquisitive fingertips take a stroll through your private trip? Down your waist to swing open those trembling hips A touch magnified a thousand times, I am indeed inclined A spot slippery and wet, hair raised on the back of your neck Met by a lustful anticipation the mood is slowly set Skilled fingertips slide down the small of your back Arched orgasms from behind a slow song is the track Fingertips to caress nipples that are swollen and erect Warm hands ready to palm those pleasantly engaging breasts Goosebumps arrive for this carnal interlude tonight Merely grazing them sends terrifically ticklish tingles down your spine A flushed face red with a feverish excitement Heat emanating from the body, lost control, this is almost frightening Incapable of words managing only aroused whispers Amazed how so much pleasure can come from just the tips of fingers Fingertips that circle and infinitely tease moist lips Those same tips penetrate to expose a delighted throbbing clit Wet fingertips caused by a gushing proclamation Encouraged by muffled moans of exasperation Drenched inner-thighs is the wake of this experience Complimented by a breathlessness caused by crafty fingertips Mutual sensation of skin manipulating skin Eager to oblige, just ask them for more erogenous trips They aim to please, those slick and seductive fingertips |