There's still ducks on the pond
and the grass is as green as before
and again sleep's disturbed
by the starlings that tweet round your door
in the house where you thought
you had been very...
Its the simple things you say and do
that tells me you love me,
Making coffee on Sundays,
wearing only an apron.
Rubbing my feet because I walked too far,
Going out for candy and marshmallow...
Peaches in Bed
Powerful loving is what you've ask for and powerful loving is what you're gonna get
Eagerly I spread my legs in sweet anticaption of your thick 9 inches tonight
Tell me what you want and how you...
Poems without namesby
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