Oral Delight

[complexbrother]

Cradled between your tender thighs
I lift you to my mouth.
The abundance of your wetness greets me
and my mouth overflows with your warm essence.
Your sweet taste is on my tongue
and your fragrance delights my senses.
No gentle lick this visit.
No bashful cautious approach
For I wish to consume you.

Push against my hungry mouth
As the tip of my tongue slides up the slippery furrow
that welcomes me between rows of delicate pink petals.
Thrust against my generous tongue.

Show me the power of your desire
for my oral caress.
My exploring tongue lifts the hood
and finds your smooth firm pearl.
You squeal in that unique way,
signaling that I have found your special spot.
I harden in response.

My jaws protests what my open mouth provides
but I am unrelenting in my gift,
intent only on your fulfillment.
I feel your body tense,
and you are quiet now...
Concentrating... bearing down.
Soon now my love,
ecstasy approaches.

You push hard and fast against my tongue,
shameless in using me
and I so willingly comply
until you cry out...
and in your satisfaction,
I will find mine,
But mine will be the greater.

[mirage]

wow. this was real good. the topic drew me in and the imagery kept me interested. very nice post

[complexbrother]

Thanks

[marauder]

captivating indeed!

[RogueMage]

More please...!

Namasté,

RM

[miss-myesha]

that was hot

[RaZe]

That was dope........

[complexbrother]

Thank you all for the positive reviews of my art.

[antoine66]

Originally Posted by RaZe

That was dope........

[RAWDUDE]

from one who appreciates poetry ,good work man,subject matter intriguing indeed,original

[Saundman]

[young_hef]

good shit

[daveyraw]

that was hot

[Jamaicanbwoydre]

Feeling those verses, her pleasure is an even greater pleasure for you. Thats how it should be.

[lovees]

wow

[lovees]

had to read it again

[Diamond.Dog]

l o l

[Bettie_Brown]

Just lick it, n*gga!





Just joking. That was really hot... and I am really open.

[brooklynrocks]

Originally Posted by complexbrother

Thank you all for the positive reviews of my art.

liar.

[brooklynrocks]

[Chris Rock]
You ain't gotta lie ta kick it

[complexbrother]

What do you mean ?

[brooklynrocks]

I mean you're trying to pass this work off as your own. it's not. Therefore you're a liar.

[PinkPanther82]

That was deep. Do you have more? Bring it on, if so.

[complexbrother]

Originally Posted by brooklynrocks

I mean you're trying to pass this work off as your own. it's not. Therefore you're a liar.

Brother pleese , I have been posting my poetry on UVP and various others sites and this one since it's conception, take the time to look up some fact b4 you make yourself look imbecilic and juvenile .

[brooklynrocks]

Ok when you rip shit off... try to do it from someone
a) who is not a published author... b) a doctor c) who published their poem on their website.

I'm not sure if being a regular liar is better or worse than a stupid one.

The Oral Caress
by
Robert W. Birch
Copyright 2001

Robert W. Birch, Ph.D.

Robert W. Birch, Ph.D., Retired Marital & Sex Therapist, 35 years as a psychologist specializing in building sensual, intimate, and loving relationships. Clinician, lecturer, workshop leader, and author of nine books.

Author's website: http://oralcaress.com/poem.htm
http://www.amazon.com/gp/search/002-...t%20W.%20Birch
http://www.enotalone.com/authors.php?aid=17


This fucking dude must have copied your shit from uvp, right Cause it makes sense that old dude like that plagiarized from you.

Here's another one of "yours":

Bodyscape
by
Robert W. Birch
Copyright 2001

From where I lie, nestled between your tender thighs
I see stretching out before me
the spectacular landscape of your beautiful body.
My nose is surrounded by the untrimmed bush
that sprouts upon a bony ridge.
Unseen, my tongue has found the fountain of your womanhood
and your earthy taste is sweet within my mouth.
My eyes travel across the flat plain of your soft stomach,
lingering at that shallow crater
where a small gold ring decorates the rim most distant from me.

It is a rolling meadow to the lush foothills of your breasts.
Small firm mountains, a matched set,
twin peaks each topped with its own perky nipple
sitting alert as though calling out for attention.
Beyond the mountains your chest and neck
display the warm reddish flush that signals your arousal,
like flowers announcing the coming of spring.
My eyes travel over your chin, finding full lips
that reveal nothing of your intense inner pleasure,
save a small upturning of each corner.

Your eyes are tightly closed as you look deep within.
Golden hair provides a wispy frame for your lovely face
as you are swept up in the avalanche of your arousal.
Your face reveals no recognition of my presence,
for you are swallowed up in the ecstacy of your sexual pleasures.

As I now concentrate on my pleasure in giving to you,
I close my eyes, for I have captured the landscape of your body.
Your indelible image is imprinted on my mind
and in fantasy, I will swallow you up.
My mouth will consume you, taking you in
and you becoming a part of me and I of you
until the plains heave up, the mountains shake,
and the bodyscape before me erupts with the fury
buried within the deepest strata of your passionate soul.



You don't have have to lie to kick it.

[complexbrother]

I don't know what you are reading but that is not my poem. read mine then read his . 2 diffrent poems.

just because the 2 have the same subject matter doen not make them the same. posting this just showes how intellectually limited and hatefilled you are.

you know they say an empty wagon makes the most noise.

[admin]

Wow . . .I went to Robert Birch's website and your poem was there, its name was Oral Caress. I mean word for word, its the exact same poem. . .What's up with that?

[complexbrother]

*Sigh*

his poem ..
Bodyscape
by
Robert W. Birch
Copyright 2001

From where I lie, nestled between your tender thighs
I see stretching out before me
the spectacular landscape of your beautiful body.
My nose is surrounded by the untrimmed bush
that sprouts upon a bony ridge.
Unseen, my tongue has found the fountain of your womanhood
and your earthy taste is sweet within my mouth.
My eyes travel across the flat plain of your soft stomach,
lingering at that shallow crater
where a small gold ring decorates the rim most distant from me.

It is a rolling meadow to the lush foothills of your breasts.
Small firm mountains, a matched set,
twin peaks each topped with its own perky nipple
sitting alert as though calling out for attention.
Beyond the mountains your chest and neck
display the warm reddish flush that signals your arousal,
like flowers announcing the coming of spring.
My eyes travel over your chin, finding full lips
that reveal nothing of your intense inner pleasure,
save a small upturning of each corner.

Your eyes are tightly closed as you look deep within.
Golden hair provides a wispy frame for your lovely face
as you are swept up in the avalanche of your arousal.
Your face reveals no recognition of my presence,
for you are swallowed up in the ecstacy of your sexual pleasures.

As I now concentrate on my pleasure in giving to you,
I close my eyes, for I have captured the landscape of your body.
Your indelible image is imprinted on my mind
and in fantasy, I will swallow you up.
My mouth will consume you, taking you in
and you becoming a part of me and I of you
until the plains heave up, the mountains shake,
and the bodyscape before me erupts with the fury
buried within the deepest strata of your passionate soul.


my poem.....

Cradled between your tender thighs
I lift you to my mouth.
The abundance of your wetness greets me
and my mouth overflows with your warm essence.
Your sweet taste is on my tongue
and your fragrance delights my senses.
No gentle lick this visit.
No bashful cautious approach
For I wish to consume you.

Push against my hungry mouth
As the tip of my tongue slides up the slippery furrow
that welcomes me between rows of delicate pink petals.
Thrust against my generous tongue.

Show me the power of your desire
for my oral caress.
My exploring tongue lifts the hood
and finds your smooth firm pearl.
You squeal in that unique way,
signaling that I have found your special spot.
I harden in response.

My jaws protests what my open mouth provides
but I am unrelenting in my gift,
intent only on your fulfillment.
I feel your body tense,
and you are quiet now...
Concentrating... bearing down.
Soon now my love,
ecstasy approaches.

You push hard and fast against my tongue,
shameless in using me
and I so willingly comply
until you cry out...
and in your satisfaction,
I will find mine,
But mine will be the greater.

read them and tell me they're still the same. I take my craft seriously and I have too many ideas and I have too much respect for the art to ever copy someone else's peice. remember read the poems, simular yes (same content) the same no, this is somthing anyone with any intelectual prowess can plainly see .

[TINA B]

ok complex, let me break down what they are saying to you. robert birch did indeed write a poem called bodyscape......which is the one you are comparing to yours. He ALSO wrote a poem called, THE ORAL CARESS, and that poem, is, word for word, the same poem you posted. SO, if you truly take your craft seriously and you TRULY wrote this poem, i'd suggest you contact an attorney regarding suing Mr. Birch for stealing your work. Otherwise, you may want to remove his work before he does the same toward you. and again, here's the link it can be found at.... http://oralcaress.com/poem.htm

The Oral Caress
by
Robert W. Birch
Copyright 2001

Cradled between your tender thighs
I lift you to my mouth.
The abundance of your wetness greets me
and my mouth overflows with your warm essence.
Your sweet taste is on my tongue
and your fragrance delights my senses.
No gentle lick this visit.
No bashful cautious approach
For I wish to consume you.

Push against my hungry mouth
As the tip of my tongue slides up the slippery furrow
that welcomes me between rows of delicate pink petals.
Thrust against my generous tongue.

Show me the power of your desire
for my oral caress.
My exploring tongue lifts the hood
and finds your smooth firm pearl.
You squeal in that unique way,
signaling that I have found your special spot.
I harden in response.

My jaws protests what my open mouth provides
but I am unrelenting in my gift,
intent only on your fulfillment.
I feel your body tense,
and you are quiet now...
Concentrating... bearing down.
Soon now my love,
ecstasy approaches.

You push hard and fast against my tongue,
shameless in using me
and I so willingly comply
until you cry out...
and in your satisfaction,
I will find mine,
But mine will be the greater.


Robert W. Birch, Ph.D.
Copyright 2001 applies to title and poem, all rights reserved.

[admin]

Thanx Tinat for shedding more light on this issue for Complex . . . I was about to question his level of comprehension!