Flat on my back I
Run my hands down
To my being, past

The dimple on the crest
Of my soft, sweet belly - you
Have your eyes fixed

On my fingers finding
The crotch of my silk
Pink panties, the dark

Stain demarcating
Just where you've
Got to be. Your eyes

Make my mind burn, my eyes
Scorch under your
Fire as you kneel

Between my spread haunches, bent
On removing the last
Sweet barrier between

Our desire and me.

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