Friday, 13 September 2024

 Fierce waves of wanting

Sweeps over my flesh

How I wish

It was my tongue

Stroking your curves 


As my hard smoothness

Of male nudity

Wiggles on your back cleavage

You gasp in pleasure

While I maraud your breasts


I celebrate you my woman

As you weave poetic utterances.

©LR




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