Vittoria beaker

Dear, lustrous gilt, tantalising tactile vessel,

Your satin coarseness stimulates my digit tips.
My nervous system fires, enflaming forearms, cheeks,
And, back of my throat tickles…..nails down a chalkboard;
Irritation, balanced with gratification.

My lips enjoy your silkiness afore sipping.

Thank you, from your admirer, theINFP.

Apple podcast search theINFP to listen to me reciting the poem below:

9 thoughts on “Vittoria beaker

  1. Just shown this post to my cappuccino vessel that is bringing me such great velvety delights as I sit uncomfortably on a wall in town with my phone and your post! It was very impressed at my suggestion that it might compare to your wonderfully eloquent words here! It would like to have pressed the line button too but it doesn’t have a WordPress account! Just a loyalty card to make it nice and sensibly priced! 😁😀

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