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Gosh I Love to Garden with My Guy

Sweltering sun on your tea stained skin such a sensual aphrodisiac, pungent wafts of fresh worked soil scorching my sandy soles, brackish trickle between ample breasts now heavy bellied with desire, brooding for but a single kiss bestowed by burnished brow. Let loose your laborious implement, languidly lie with me my love, where last autumn’s littering lingers still, liberate my lustful lips. Carelessly where the cornflowers crown, cast all caution to the wind, as coppery caresses wantonly crave, a covering of common nakedness. Deny me not this delicious deluge of self indulgence, as I dare, to demand away the doldrums, by day dreaming in the dirt.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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Date: 3/28/2016 8:27:00 PM
Shelly Berkeley, you've expressed yourself well, I like the last line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry when you have time. Love ~LINDA~
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Date: 8/10/2015 11:09:00 PM
SHELLY, a wonderful read.... LOVE *SKAT*
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Date: 8/22/2009 11:14:00 AM
You are such an outstanding writer, Shelly ... I miss you here at the Soup!! Its been too long since you've posted and I hope you return soon with more great writing!!
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