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Click herewhite river dripping down
between your thighs where my tongue
and fingers had lately danced
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time stolen between
furtive glances out through blinds
pleasure to your eyes
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I sit back and look
at the white river between
your wild wrything thighs
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amazed at the joy
I have brung with naught but my
tongue, lips, and gentle teeth
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I my self can wait
'til we are sealed with ring, vows
as life mates, my love
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though at times like these
it is often hard to hold
my raging desire
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some day to be one
locked in passions wild embrace
essences commingle
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we two as lovers
locked in the spiral dance of life
for yet another time...
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fins
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wrything, interesting possibilities
nice
white river between
your wild writhing thighs
although cliched somewhat
small piece of advice it is better to not to submit too many poems in one day, one poem, one name will get more attention, than four. spreading the risk so to speak.
I didn't vote here.
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