Stephanie

Written By Glenn McCrary & Jacqueline Webb Softly, I noticed my Juliet’s skin flush; Our sudden amour made her red---- And ripe as a peach, Ready to fall off the branch. Struck by curiosity I caressed her cheeks The contact triggering chills down the spine. Leaning into her, I tip my tongue for a taste To experience the flavor that lies within those lips. Oh, how hot the sensation! It was a reverie many a man would die for (and had died for) That sizzled between us. Like falling in love with a stranger