- Erotic Poetry
- Watching The Documentaries
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LEMONIA => TOWN ROAMING => ONE RAINY SUNDAY AFTERNOON
AUTUMN 2008
CAFÉ BOCCA
IERAPETRA
WATCHING THE DOCUMENTARIES
(Watching the documentaries on CAFÉ BOCCA screen,
Of been observed by someone else, we are not yet aware,
Our own documentary, our every passion seen,
By Ann, the lovely waitress, and why should we care?)
You touch my hand,
You kiss my lips,
And I return the kiss,
I understand,
Your horny tips,
And we are in a bliss.
Your hand then slides,
Velvets my sides,
You find the spot you want,
Your love is lust,
Therefore I must,
In equal terms respond.
I kiss your lips,
Caress your breasts,
I'm getting hard as rock,
Go down your hips,
Your lusty nests,
While you grub my cock.
You're getting wet,
You play my stiff,
My pleasure comes in waves,
You are all set,
To hit my riff,
And sink it in your caves.
My babe, you're hot,
I rub your spot,
You sigh in delight,
Your rosy smell,
Brings me a swell,
Oh baby, that's alright!
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