Sugar Tea

He drank tea
from the hollow
of her throat.

He liked the
sugar song
of her voice
when she moaned
his name, and
pink blushes
on porcelain.

©Susie Clevenger 2016

(Catching up...I missed posting a poem on day 23 of #NaPoWriMo 2016)

Comments

Rommy said…
Dang...that's an interesting spot for tea! :D I like the mixing of tea's restraint and passion's rashness.
Sanaa Rizvi said…
Such a beautifully sensuous write..!!!
Angie said…
1 lump, or 2?? Discreetly delicious
Outlawyer said…
Ha. A lot of fun. k.
brudberg said…
I thought you did it with champagne... but tea sounds great too.
Magaly Guerrero said…
Such a delicious sip... I hope the tea wasn't too hot... unless she liked it that way. ;-)
Kerry O'Connor said…
Agghhh! That opening image is just beautiful. (One of those times I'm filled with poet-envy!)
Hannah said…
So sexy! Love it, Susie.