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Drinking Her Fill


Wearing her newest dress, she drinks her fill
of coffee; she may well be lost in dreams,
but senses hands upon her thigh; these will
remain there for a while;

for, it seems
there is caressing needed; see: her leg
is warm to touch, and, knowing she'll respond
with such excitement: so eager to beg
for further favours;

trespassing beyond
her limbs will bring one to a moister place,
where we can feel the dampness that is drawn
and derived from the slow, cajoling pace
through which the fire's been stoked;

observe the forms
of fingers skirting: each touch will impress
the girl who drinks her fill in her new dress.

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