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Click hereCaring kisses penetrate;
tender touches pierce;
my somnolent state
with an ardor fierce.
Her arm coyly snakes,
fitting me into her spoon.
The feel of her body makes
me passionately swoon.
Opening me; moving a leg
with a gentle touch
knowing fingers make me beg
that I want this oh so much.
I am yours; do as you will; enjoy my willing flesh.
then I will sleep once again with a mind refreshed.
and I use the term loosely. you were a poor-baby, pity seeking bitch while you were alive and it is a shame your sorry attempts at poetry survive you. No one believed me when I told them how you treated me in private messages, well, I guess I get the last laugh, you can't treat me like crap from the grave. good riddance you hateful lying byatch
You're getting more and more graceful with form and rhyme; it's always a good thing when one notices the words first and the form later, if at all. These are nice tight lines and very pretty phrases.