tagErotic PoetryHer glorious hair

Her glorious hair


Her breasts cherry tipped
maybe not as firm as some.
Lips rose red but not
as sweet as all.
A rear rising proud
not so globed alas.
A honey pot nectar laden
where he drinks his fill ..
But Oh her glorious hair!
a cascading river running
through is fingers
the waterfall of his desires.

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