tagNon-Erotic PoetryCottage Lovemaking

Cottage Lovemaking

byYour_Messiah©

I hold to feathered angels,
once known as my pillows.
Stifling giggles as you tickle me,
with your ever experienced tongue.

We listen to the rain fall,
both in our PJ's on this
cottage paradise for two.

Your fingers wander freely
beneath my binding clothing,
while your eyes stare into my desires
and pull from them a lust
I never knew existed.

In moments, you're there;
between my thighs,
my panties to my ankles.

You're pushing us together,
wrapping me into a web of cloud 9,
and my control is ever fleeting.

We scream our climax and collapse,
back to earth,
folding into each other's arms.

Who ever knew mundane
could be so beautiful?

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