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i want
no, need's the word
to run my self along you
my body on end with crazy energy
let me press these softnesses against your firm
this wet to your quiet (betcha i can stir up a storm)
five fingers to trace paths of voyage
along each line of demarcation- your definition
small prodding inquisitive against your butterfly cage
my small hand follows coastline ringed with undergrowth
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foraging and seeking
small berry pink and look, so juicy!
would you mind
just a taste
a small nibble
suckling of sweet juice
how these berries do cling to the vine
a slow shaking and the fruit, freed
and your eyes shine with light
enough to grow the next harvest
is my best guess.. but what would I know, I'm just a dumb blonde.
A completely lovely poem with some imagery that is just astounding.
great control of language and images, just a joy to read.
excellent work, hope to see more of this quality from you.
Welcome to Lit with this rather creative erotic piece; now let's see what else you've offered us today.