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Virgin Sands
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Virgin Sands |
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MICHELMAS Member
since 2012-02-15
Posts 305Lancashire England 
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Virgin Sands The sun shone as if to scorch your very soul Your fine form revealed through translucent skirts To look or not my dilemma of desire As you approached parched lips I would refresh In the valley of your breasts perspires a stream No cool breeze this day, passion’s flames ablaze No blinking of your eye just your stare to tempt Golden corn of hair sways to Latin beat Bare foot on hot sands fine grains that trickle there Dreaming to caress too soon I am awake My nervousness of youth would you chase away Close but words won’t come, hush upon your lips Passing now too late, your fingers brush my arm Agreement in your eye surrender to your charm |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Love and lust....ooh yea, so nice!! Very romantic visuals... |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
What 'she' said - and blues too (just playing blues!) Enjoyed, my friend. j. |
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