put your mouth on me

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Zandrite
Zandrite
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a gentle line
the percussion of my heart
lub-dubbing under my jaw
drawing down to bone
beneath my neck

there
put your mouth on me there

a tender tip
the rosy point of my breast
tingling from exposure
stiffer darker skin
in the cool air

there
put your mouth on me there

a curve of skin
the pale slope of my thigh
round softness below my hip
spreading open now
to allow approach

there
put your mouth on me there

a bud of nerves
the apex of my pleasure
throbbing from my fervor
wet with the dew
from within me

there
yes there
put your mouth on me there

Zandrite
Zandrite
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Will527Will527about 1 year ago

So erotic and alluring...if only I could put my mouth there, everywhere...

PiscatorPiscatoralmost 4 years ago

MMM to paraphrase Gertrude Stein " there is a there there."

29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnowalmost 4 years ago

A pleasure to read and imagine...

...a lady in her best age...

...laying comfortable on her divan bed...

...set in a garden pavilion...

...suffused with the lazy afternoon's golden sunlight...

...caressing her long curls...

...she's dressed in loftiness and confidence only...

...and lures her young lover...

...to take that last step and come close...

...within reach of her lips...

...but not to kiss, but to direct him turn-by-turn...

...to her scenic beauties...

...she can only limn in nothing less than poetry.

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