This Gingerbread man is sweet and sour. I love it yet it makes me sad for a bit. And a glimpse of hope. A glimpse of hope doesn’t hurt.
I hope you find your Gingerbread man soon! “)

I’ve always found gingerbread to be more spicy than other cookies. I’m not about the super sweet myself. I need the pice. Loved this!

Very creative. Excellent work.

Phenomenally penned, Liz. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

If only life was like that…lol

Powerful fucking poem. Great work.

I think I’d be in sin every part of the day.. if the night started like this! LOL Great poem!!

Awesome poem Kitten. You sure know know to heat up a page.

Whew!!! Intense indeed
Very well written.

Naaj

“GULP!” 😳

Well, Dear Poetess,
So much for the site’s pornagrophy rules … LOL!

I’m not so sure it’s all a sin
because done over and again,
there’s a beauty in every stroke
of throaty moans sooo softly spoke.

“You hesitate, but in the end,
I smother you in evening sin.
By midnight moon, you drown content
between my legs as I repent.” (there’s nothin’ better’n making-up)

Not a lot of metaphor, but loads of excellent imagery, giddy flow, smoothly laid syntax, succulent stimulation, consistent 8-count meter, spot-on rhyme scheme ‘n art choice, and presentation appeal.
It’s more than a little obvious this is definitely not your first poetry rodeo … masterfully done, Lady-Poet.

Now, excuse me, please, while I dip my head in a bucket of ice! ⁓ Rascal🖌

Mmmm!
Something must have inspired me … can’t imagine what it was? ; p