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Click herepretty brunette sophia shakes her ass at me
from across the room, to the tune of a tune
by linkin park on the radio.
my tongue runs over bubblegum lips,
testing the air like a snake and wondering
what it’d take to get sophie in bed with me
or simply let me bury my face between
those leather-clad cheeks and rediscover a
taste for religion.
pretty sophie with her long legs and high
breasts, I wonder if she knows she’s playing
with fire, passion flames
like the end of my cigarette, ashes flicked
away as sophie’s hips sway so seductively
in front of me.
sophie, oh sophie, do y’know that you’re
on church street, that this is a dyke bar
and I want your lips, both sets of ‘em.
brunette pubic hair, ingrained with the
scent of her arousal as her body touches,
mine beneath the sheets
my tongue receiving her desire, tasting
her climax to the sound of bennington yet
again on the radio.
pretty brunette sophie with her big ass,
high breasts and seductive hips: I bow down
to her, aphrodite of church street.
I enjoyed reading this. A beautifully tender poem filled with some memorable images such as "bubblegum lips" and "testing the air like a snake"
Lovely work