Peach Fuzz

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Morning, and nestled in a silent bed
Against your bottom, warm and bare, peach fuzz
Gently tickling and with hairy thighs wed
Grey dawn, a new day rousing bees to buzz
In the hyacinth and morning glory
Each sound sight and touch I hold close, cherish
But your soft scent is what tells the story
Lifting proud flesh, hardness that won’t perish
A totem to love, velvet iron
Now to be sheathed in your satin folds
Can I escape you, Argentine siren
Or do I languish in your lovers hold
Maybe I stay forever in your arms
Drowning, caught in a whirlpool of your charms

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