Passion Fruit
Rain down on me like
A sinful summer storm
Sticky as sap hard
as brown tree
Stir me with your silver words
Shiny seductive and secretive
Boiling my inner thighs
Causing cranberry cries
Hotter than a red July
Fill me with your denim dreams
Rough and rugged for wearing
Your seed bearing genes
Perhaps with my smile
And your eyes ebony wild
Dance with me in the sea of love
As refreshing as passion fruit
May we never fill up
Copyright © Karen Jones | Year Posted 2025
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