When I kiss Anthi’s beautiful fingers
Her fingernails fascinate my fancy
As my fervour for her being lingers
Following her spine to her fresh fanny
Flowing in my mind since my famished flesh
Is flaming with lustfulness for her nails
Thrusting into my back forming a mesh
As my pleasure raises the flag on its sails
I see Ancient Greece in all its glory
Goddess Athena riding a white horse
Yet this is not the principal story
As her nails continue to intercourse
Involving her fortunate hands and feet
A score digits of meat meeting her beat
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This is one of many poems, mostly sonnets, celebrating everything that is my Anthi.
About the Creator
Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.

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