Poetry With AudioWaiting* * * * *
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To wait is torture.
My hands must occupy themselves
So, I feel my flesh and
squeeze my swells and
rub my hands over gentle curves.
I pull diamond buttons and
push curious fingers into slime.
I soothe and comfort,
Awaiting your pleasure to give me release.
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OK, I really liked this poem. The audio. I've never listened to audio before. I wanna do one. 5 stars. Thanks for telling me about this one. Off to read more. Ms.March, still chuckle when I think about Ruth, Rose, whatever that messy woman's name was.more...
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Thanks to my faithful Tazz and to my two Anonymous friends!
I appraciate your support!
(((HUGS)))
Cummmmming...........................
That fire needs quenching. Wait no longer.........
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Thank you for stopping by Ross!
(((BIG GRIN)))
Mmmmmm
Good things come to those who wait. Maybe even great things.
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