Italian Lover
Dark haired italian man
dark brown shining eyes
spark with wit, intelligence and charm
soft soft kissing lips
and then intense
and then he wants it all
and I surrender
surprising myself and yet I
discover
the erotic meaning of surrender
that has eluded me
rewarded
as never before
my femininity rises to take us both
and I am now a woman
finally
in flesh and spirit
leaning in to hear his stories
take his hand
taste his mouth
this is life.
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