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Wrapped in a black satin sheet Feel him breathing, lying next to me Smile to myself........ The way he molded me into his masterpiece My body like clay in his hands His hands.....sculptures hands Ruff, strong, pleasing hands His eyes.....soft chocolate eyes Looking at me with deep concentration Held me pinned down Took in every line and curve of me I was afraid to breathe His lips.....kisses that would melt ice Wet, juicy, body humming kiss Shaped me to his pleasure Giving him all that I am He captured my soul My hearts beating next to his Closing my eyes.....lost by my sculptor.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 2/24/2009 8:18:00 PM
This are some hot words and outstanding imagery!! I really like how you akin a lover to a sculptor praising sinew and curves...nice write!! Much love, Steve
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