Non-Erotic Poetrysynchronocity of slipped DimensionsEyes of hazel, Looks of
Wonder
when did He know
it she knew from the
beginning. together they
walked , down that
path again and again
trodden so many
times
before why did
He think it was different
This time
and her hand was small
in His.
Could it be her breath
on the morning mist
her smell as she swayed
against Him
Or was it the feral
look in her
unguarded eyes
that told Him what would be.
Share the love
Report a Bug
1 Pages:1
Please Rate This Submission:
- 1
- 2
- 3
- 4
- 5
- Recent
Comments - Add a
Comment - Send
Feedback Send private anonymous feedback to the author (click here to post a public comment instead).
| Literotica Toy Store ADULT TOY & DVD STORE FAST & DISCREET |
Literotica XXX Webcams 24/7 LIVE CAMS - FREE PREVIEW W/AUDIO! |
Literotica Adult Movies STREAMING ADULT MOVIES PAY PER MINUTE |
English
There are no recent comments (4 older comments) - Click here to add a comment to this poem or Show more comments or Read All User Comments (4)