Steel tipped, black stilettos
Silk stockings caressing slender legs to mid-thigh
Grey tank dress, not even covering her ass
Sensuous curves, her hips, her breasts
The nape of her neck
Deep ruby lips against her porcelain face
Eyes, so brown, so deep
Like stars, shining for you
Golden hair shimmering in the light
She flicks her tongue, teasingly
Moistening the smooth pink tip
She wraps her lips around
Releasing it with a kiss
"Mmm, yummy," she says
Smiling
Holding it softly
Licking the sweetness from her lips
You can't help but want her
Damn those strawberry suckers!
©4/27/2003 Cris Lost
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