Spoon Me Baby
Spoon me baby, she said from over her shoulder..,
so I moved in real close, preparing to take hold of her
the feel of her body, the contour of her lower spine
my torso synchronizing with hers and hers with mind
A perfect fit! Like a hand in glove, like water in a glass
from the arch of her feet up to her curvaceous.., ‘hips’
from the nape of her neck, down to the small of her back
I spoon my lady as we lay in the sack
weary from the passionate love that we make
spooning, she says is the icing on the cake
and so I spoon my lady adding hugs and caresses,
tender butterfly kisses that reaffirm and confesses
my love for this woman who is once, twice, three times
a lady, who causes my desire to burn and my loins to smolder
her command is my wish!! Spoon me baby, she said
from over her shoulder.., so I moved in reeeeal close..,
Copyright © James Dukes | Year Posted 2021
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