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Morning Pleasure Every morning I watch the sun rise with a burst of prismatic rays. Thinking of you I smile, as the light dances across my face. It's warming sensation softly caresses my cheek, down my neck, to the tips of my feet. My soul heightens to a dramatic climax Feeling the urge to udder words I dare not speak. My senses are all alive, with pleasure so divine, That angels could not even comprehend, the feel of skin to skin. In a blink of an eye, I'm with you, feeling you touch on my soft, creamy skin. Hand in hand, lips interlocked, and bodies in twined with sin. This is the moment I hold on to as I for fill my pleasure within. |
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Hey guys! Just wanted to let you know this is my last poem I will be publishing on this site. So don't be too hard on me! LOL. It's just a simple and lusty poem. Thought I would steam things up a little before I go. Thank you for all your help. If your wondering where I'm off to in such a rush..well I'm working on a novel and a couple of children's books as well. Maybe if I get a chance I'll stop in from time to time, until then goodbye! :) PS please leave your comments on it...I love hearing what you have to say. C-ya Raven
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