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Lavender-sweet by Endlessly © |
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I can still smell the lavender on my hands Soft and warm from the massage lotion And I can still feel your chest under my hands Skin warming to my touch and coming to life ..Slipping to your nether regions Warming to my touch and coming to life And the taste Creamy salty lavender-sweet Lost in a slipperysoft world of tactile sensations Drowning in my senses and your sighs (With no wish to save myself) And I think of you Abdominal muscles packing beneath my fingertips Slippery and smelling of lavender Tracing exotic patterns of desire on sculpted flesh Tongue following its path and beyond ..And below Even now I can smell the lavender on my hands ("Heavenly" you called it) And tentatively darting my tongue to graze my palm Still tasting creamy salty lavender-sweet |
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