She teases the gleaming silver spoon,
Running along the curves of her face,
Cold and tender against her ruby lips,
Then to her chin,she carefully sigh’s…
She stirs her chocolate moose,
The spoon rides along the contours of her dessert dish,
Plunges in ,
Ready to devour her sweetness,
Taste the richness of such raw sensuality,
The chocolate moose tickles her tastebuds,
Eyebrows wave,
Her eyes weave a play of flaunt,
Her spoon,her secret passion,
Will not stop her,
Tasting her delightful dessert distraction,
Sweet unadultered mouthwatering ….
Keep your hand of her Spoon…..

By James Michael Avalos
11/7/2008