Sweet-Er Sensation
Underneath, you above,
Hold me close,like a glove,
You whisper my name,"yes love",
Meant to be,white doves....
You lean forward, I lean back,
You pull my jeans,I lift your top,
You bite your lips,I hit the spot,
We tremble like leaves,and then collapse...
Copyright © Richard Palmer | Year Posted 2012
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