When We Kiss
Lifting her velvet thigh unto my hip, my arm
Gently about her perfect waist; tasting
Her nectars her tongue, waltzing with
My own her breast; swollen burning these
Our nipples; this ecstasy her moans my sigh...
Flowing in juices orgasmic telling me, of her love.
Copyright © Rachel St.Cross | Year Posted 2013
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