Strip-Show
Ah my dear girl, how you show hidden treasure
In awesome and innocent ways
Small actions spark cold, thrilling pleasure
I pant at your power displays
Legs crossed to perfection, so cruelly they mock!
Lithe hands tug the cuff of blue jeans
Toes pointed slightly, you peel off your sock
Revealing your bare naked dream
Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2009
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