Reborn
My fingertips moved slowly up and over your lower dark region,
Stopping to caress your navel.
Towards the base of your breast,
Outlining the entire soft pendulous orb,
Savoring this before seeking the inflamed nipple.
Your flesh erupted in miniscule bumps.
Your body shuddered and your eyes closed.
Your pleasure a tiny,exquisite death:
A rebirth in paradise.
Copyright © Frank Desena | Year Posted 2009
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