Mine Chambermaid
.
As I sat
comfortably in my
soothing seat
I am put to the test by the sound
the slow creek of her walk
down the wooden
steps
As I try with all wit
to pen on mine slip
her walk closes in
as her finger tips
Yes how quick mine
Wit
my pen and
slip
vanished
when her lips
touched mine hips
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