spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
her beautiful smile draws me in
like no other
all I can imagine are
those soft wine red lips
cursing
crashing
crushing my own
her tongue licking mine
my teeth biting hers
becoming delicate and tender
turning rough and brash and dirty
I picture my lips
trailing kisses down her throat
between her pale full breasts
directly along her sternum
to her soft belly
wandering always lower until
those exquisite feminine petals
open for my questing hungry tongue
I could drink her nectar every night
and again in the cool dim mornings
she’s my pretty flower
and I’m her hummingbird
tara caribou | ©️2019
Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
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Poetry by Charles Joseph
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I’m certainly going to be staring at my hummingbird feeder in a different way this summer.
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LMAO – psst! Rob! It’s not actually about a hummingbird 😉
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Crap. I just both 200 liters of hummingbird juice. 😉
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LOL – you want me to come sip some… uhhh… nectar to help mmmm… mitigate your losses… I mean, it was kinda my fault with the false advertising and all…
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I insist!!! Umm, well, on sharing my nectar. Oh, that sounded naughty. But yes. 😀
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perfect. Let me just check on airline tickets and pick up a healthy supply of chapstick….
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I promise to be perfectly molted, erm trim for the bird watching. 😉
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“molted” ohmyfuckinggod Rob LMAO
….
SOLD.
It’s a done deal.
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As in… get your nest ready…
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Perfect! Watch the eggs, though. I’m thinking vlog time for this. 😀
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I’m a fan of eggs. They feel so soft beneath my tongue. I like to suck on them and hold them in my mouth a bit.
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Sounds delightful! I feel like running out to my birdfeeder naked right now.
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Really like this one. Loved the hummingbird metaphor.
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Thanks Mark!
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Tara, you have a way of making my life something to enjoy. I just imagine the joy of being there.
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Thanks John. So nice of you to say. I hope you’re doing well.
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I am doing well, Thank you.
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Excellent. I’m glad to hear that.
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so lovely
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mmmmm – thank you Joe.
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that’s a devious mmmmmm lol and you’re welcome
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Indeed it was. If you could have heard it… you’d know the truth of it.
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That was a very tasty little treat. 💜💜💜 So sensual.
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Yum-yum!! Love the sweet nectar 😋
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