Shared Pleasures - For Nano
She was a high-rise girl
with a penthouse curl.
A perfumed lady from
her pink painted toes
up her long brown legs
to her up-turned nose.
No make-up needed
on perfection's face,
a natural beauty
wins the beautiful race;
a sensual woman,
a sexual winner,
who never saw sin
or sinned with a sinner.
She had a mind and a body
that could build or destroy
any full grown man
or half-grown boy
and she used them well
to satisfy her needs
and demanded her pleasure
like a fat man feeds.
And for a brief, brief time
a long time ago
the lady was mine
in a two-way flow
and we traded our pleasures
like stars of the show
for a brief, brief time
a long time ago.
Copyright © Tom Mcmurray | Year Posted 2010
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