The Tip
The tip,
Of my finger,
Slowly,
Carefully,
Caressing you,
Sexually,
From your head,
To your toes,
So i can trace out,
The places,
My tongue is going to go,
Touch
Kiss,
Taste,
Lick,
The restless body of yours,
In-order to stimulate the love,
That has yet to enter your hearts core.
Copyright © Chris Garcia | Year Posted 2011
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