ripening

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sandyb
sandyb
58 Followers

My ripe fruit tumbles
onto your winding path.
I lick my lips bright
whenever we meet
and as we speak
my eager eyes
play on your crotch
to show you that
I'm aching to receive
what you can give,
and hoping that you want
to take what I've got.
Pick what's in your reach
and drop into my dream.
I'll be the peach, baby,
if you'll be the cream.

sandyb
sandyb
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