Ode to a Butterfly

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KdDiva
KdDiva
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Oh beautiful butterfly with your pearlescent wings
What titillating thrills your presence will bring

You flit and float as you flutter by
In your gossamer limbs I will soon fly

You finally come to settle upon my nest
then twitter and ripple lightly as I test

Your power and lifeline rest in my hand
The pleasure is rising like hour glass sand

How long can we rise before I reach the crest
My heart pounding and bursting from my chest

The heat is spreading, my face full blush
My insides quiver and my skin grows flush

I try to sit still and I try not to wiggle
But as sensations rise I start to giggle

I excuse myself to the little ladies room
Where I turn her up, and we go vroom vroom

We drift higher and higher, up we soar
All the way up, I can’t take any more

My stomach tightens, I feel the blistering rush
Peaking and spiraling in a silent hot hush

I still her wings and then set her free
Thanking her for such sweet ecstasy

KdDiva
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PrisonTeacherPrisonTeacherabout 15 years ago
Welcome first read of yours.

Quite good! I look forward to reading more of your material.

I liked how you took care of this deed without gynecologically crude nomenclature.

Epmd607Epmd607about 15 years ago
I stopped at the second line and obssessed

i couldn't accept 'Pearlescent' I so wanted 'Pubescent' there. Gossamer's a dangerous word to use around here too.

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