The Kind Of Girl That Melts In Your Mind~

The Kind Of Girl That Melts In Your Mind~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole

I'm the kind of girl

whose chocolate layers blend

through a man who gives good mind

and can take me straight or bent

a man who would be subtle through my mornings by the sea

and unfold me from my robes over some jasmine tea

with lemon glaze dipped honey

dripped against my hips

his kiss spread with the world

against my hungry lips

dying just to drown against a man who knows his soul

who knows just how to feed me without ever being told

to touch my cortex sharp

press his mind against my need

as I gently stroll his body

and drink his intellect like mead

stirred with captivating prisms and cultivated shine

I love my men inside of me

with swollen drips of mind

because I'm the kind of girl

that  melts into a man

who can feel me past the shell

and melt me in his hands

who gets me like a blade gets dipped in sallow blood

who can get me high off both intellect and love

because I'm the kind of girl who loves to slip between your thighs

but whose needs are never simple or easily defined

and though I'll take you deep

through my body on a sound

that purrrs against your throat

and digs it sleek or bound

what makes me melt against the bones

is a man who can astound

groove me on an exposition

of thoughtful candy rounds

and I will be your filling drenched in chocolate highs

burst sweet across your tongue if you give me deep, good mind

 

 

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© 2010 NoneOfYourBusiness akaKITTY KUTABAREakaCandyPole


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If I had a nickel for every beautiful girl (on the outside) I've known, that did absolutely nothing for me, I'd be Rich. The intellect is the biggest erogenous zone there is. Give me the bookworm in the nerdy glasses, that is kind, compassionate, confident, and mysterious, and she already looks more sexy then the girl with the smoking body, and a pea for a brain.

I need more. I need my mind stimulated, as well. You can only look at a pretty face for so long... and then what... is there anyone in there, is anyone home?

Now if you have the body, and the brains, well then... that is just the icing on the cake.

Selene, dearheart, you have one of the sexiest brains I know :)

Smart, and sweet. Loved this poetess!!!
Antonio xx


Posted 13 Years Ago


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You wrote with a sensual strength which purrs it's way through each line, I like the repetition of 'I'm the kind of girl' ..shows you know yourself and a woman who knows her sensuality not sexuality and isn't intimidated by social insecurities..is one we all aspire to be..well penned.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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The connection between sex and the mind is the key to this scorching piece. The physical alone is never satisfying enough, never enough to captivate now matter how skilled the individual... I think as we mature we understand the connection better. Well, some understand...

As for this lovely dip... so sensual; so stirring...

Posted 13 Years Ago


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mmmmmmm how did you actually make this poem taste like chocolate girl .. F****N HOT MIGHT I ADD ... and as always beautiful!

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perfection. i adore this poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Gulp*
I'm not sure my mother would approve of me reading this.
But, I did anyway.
I loathe romantic poetry, but this one is pretty free of bodily fluids.
So, a solid B.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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I really enjoyed reading this. At first I thought it was going to be just a superficial love poem with undertones of philosophy thrown in but it's really an excellent read. I particularly like your use of alliteration and rhyme. Good rhyme is a lost art I think...which is why it is my favorite writing style...because it is so hard to do well; it presents more of an intellectual challenge to me than free verse. But...I write a great deal of free verse as well. Thank you for sharing this enjoyable piece of art. It's delightful. 100% rating

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Wow...so much depth where one can reach into...you express and expose those mind inducing emotions...it is the combinations of so many desires and intellectual relation that create the realistic journey of two combined...

nicely written poetry...

Posted 13 Years Ago


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well...*cgh* I like the sexual overtones... I'm a guy, what can I say... Your poetry is very much helping me to focus... Antonio Valentino speaks the truth... Beautiful girls with no brains are beyond...well, dull, to say the least (crud, biggest I reason I get the urge to leave the women I end up dating - all looks and no brains...forgive the...)

Alas, I have yet to meet a female that can honestly appreciate a prolonged journey into the mind and the soul (most just want to get some and bounce - which is weird, because I somehow thought that was supposed to be my role). You've written a lot of things I honestly want to show people; to me, they are lessons to be learned... If more people could think like you write, I think this world (and my dates) would be many times more interesting. I'm rambling now. Ms. Selene, very encouraging work (encouraging because you are proof that beautiful women can be intelligent - please forgive any tone of sexism that may be expressed in my cynicism where women are concerned; I don't mean it that way). I'm likely wasting your time telling you this, but very well done piece, and a very enjoyable read. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Soulsexual symbiosis ensues telepathically.

Quantum entanglements emerge from the zero point field.

Honeymoon's literally made of mead, elixir of mage minds melding.

Blade grrrl blood chocolate's my marrow.

Implosions of a priori bliss shelter twilight.

Adamantine aphrodisiac purpose transforms the world's dyadic dancing.


Posted 13 Years Ago


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I feel like a kid who just got an entire bag of candy and hid behind the door and ate the whole thing....chocolate all over my face hands and mom just caught me but not til I had a stomach ache. Wow this was as rich a read as I have had in along time. Lusty, busty and somewhat brutal if you are someone who can't measure up. Nice work.

Posted 13 Years Ago


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