Pleasing Her
Sweet scented neck
Such a perfumed delight
I bite and I savor
Each day and each night
Her skin is so soft
As my lips taunt and tease
Her smile assures me
I am able to please
I hear from her throat
A moan and a sigh
I’m able to sense now
That she’s feeling high
So high do I send her
To the skies up above
To share in the beauty
That we both then call love
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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