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Click hereUpbraiding gleaming
strands, feeling their soft
sway as I uncap honey
drop lotion.
Feline like fingers massage,
knead sensuously as they pay
homage to curvaceous hills,
tension tight valleys.
Putting on midnight webbed
blue silk nightie. Kissing
every curve as it trails
down to tickle my thighs.
Brushing pearly whites with
slow commanding strokes.
Swishing throughout, suds
bursting forth, tasting
whispery soft lips.
Turning down the lonely
bed. Fluffy pert pillows
thrown around glossy
smooth sheets. Sinking
singularly into endless
softness.
Sliding in deep, deeper
still. Warm snuggling
as musky smells erupt
as I lay dreaming of you ...
this is one dream that i'd love to wrap in a ribbon and excitedly unwrapped later and turn it into a reality.
wonderful poem! thank you
I can still remember all my single days you evoke in this short piece. CP
So now, tell me, is this what you girls do when your man's not there to hold you and squeeze you and please you all night?
I truly enjoyed this little verse of yours. Familiar with that lonely bed of which you speak where nightly dreams (and more) take place while waiting for another's return. Patricia