The Gift
She entered softly through the door
wherein her lover lay
and slid her nightgown to the floor,
intent to have her way.
The moonlight shining through a pane
caressed her flesh with light,
and on the bed her lover strained
with passion at the sight.
Her long, red hair fell gently down
around her porcelain breasts,
and in her eyes her lover found
a desire that would not rest.
"I claim the right of the first night,"
she whispered to her lover...
then with a smile of pure delight
she came to her uncovered.
With open arms she welcomed her
to join her in the bed
as longing made her pussy stir
by the sweet words she said.
She went to her with open arms
and lay down by her side...
then offered up her many charms
for which she breathed a sigh.
The lovers joind with this intent:
To give and to receive
the gift of love, their hearts' content,
in sweetest intimacy.
Maggie Erin (Red Rose)
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Quote: My candle burns at both ends;
It will not last the night;
But ah my foes, and oh, my friends--
It gives a lovely light!
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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