Open Poetry #49 |
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Rosemary in the Cove |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana ![]() |
The cool glow of the moon reflects off the wetness of your body and into these eyes like the millions of stars that surround this warm summers' night The firmness in my loins was never greater than when you first drew me to your anxious lips and I felt myself pouring into you with a shudder that preceded the kaleidoscope of color that I continue to experience with each passing thought of you I feel your soft hand moving across my chest as your moist tongue runs over my ear and you whisper perfumed words of invitation to passions and lust that I cannot resist in these captive moments. You awaken devils within me She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
nice writing...careful...james |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Oh my, you do have a way with steam heat, don't you? Very well done! ~L |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
Thank you James and Miss Lori. The times we share (or have shared) with others, however brief, can make an indelible impression that is easy to define. I have found that to be true in the most fleeting of those shared times. Like a curse, I always fall in love. Perhaps you feel this way too. 88's with many thanks. She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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