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She Listened To His Whisper

she listened to his whisper he was so chipper she listened to his whisper their desires finally met she only wanted to dip her feet wet it was just so right for that first night just only her feet getting royaly treated he wasn't going anywhere so he had all the time to spare ... this was love two graying doves the next time it was a different rhyme this time the water touched her knees she began to panic and freeze it was nothing to be alarmed again he said, no foul no harm he gave her ample space free to be on her own terms, and pace the next time it was a totally different rhyme water inched higher past her thighs she began to scream and capsize her eyes began to roll as the water took it's toll his romantic aroma sent her off into a coma it was nothing to be alarmed again he said, no foul no harm he let her graze to her own leisure he lead his deer without any fear as the water inched passed her naval his horses came out of their stable wild eyed and looking for oats nudging it's way to her moat it was nothing to be alarmed again he said, no foul no harm this time she let him graze to his own leisure then as his ... horses began to explore she let out a loud roar her less traveled pasture so fully enraptured feeling his mind boggling heat her heart skipping a thousand beats their minds singing a song as both horse backed along his reins on her train her train on his mane steadily on verse to both's thundering cloudburst the tale of dipping her feet once so sweet taking small steps to higher water depths her feet lit the street lit the spark in their day to more replay lit their candle for all that love can handle for in their engraved hearts to death do they part connie pachecho 1/2/17

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