Venus
The morning dew
Glistening
Fresh and promising.
I see the dew
As you lick your lips
Eyes caressing my skin.
Your nubile flesh
Firm and shapely
Shivering under my touch.
We share tender caresses
Innocent kisses
Burn like embers.
We share the same curves
The same places to explore
But your map is an unexplored treasure trove.
Goddess on goddess
Mind on mind
Touch on touch.
No equal in thought
Or practice.
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