From Axis by Octavio Paz
The way you’re caressing my
earlobe with kittenlike tongue
and seeking in tickle of
sense to burn me with sun
of precision incision in
touch, is a prison of your(s)
it’s the birdsong in forest
Another Golden Shovel for De’s prompt at dVerse. Just to show I could do a Mexican poet for Cinco de Mayo.
May 5, 2016
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Beautifully sensual.
Showoff. 😉
Perfection. Sexy perfection.
Nice.
Whew! Give me a fan. This is stunning. Love it!
Sensual little ditty!
This is perfect 😀 Kudos!!
Oo la la… 🙂 sweet!
“caressing my earlobe with kittenlike tongue” Oh, that is perfect, er, purrfect
This is so sensual, Bjorn: lots of touching that explodes into birdsong!
Sexy response!
Oooh, very sensual!
This is delightful and sensual and bubbles with youthful (or young-at-heart, at any rate) exuberance.
Oooh — lovely!