A Night of Pure Love
Drooling for my luscious garden,
Your tongue licks
My sweet smelling mist.
Fingering my pink petals,
I moan.
Whispering and screaming.
Drunk and delirious.
Raw from lust,
We lie together.
Lazy, languid, dreaming
Of days to come.
Copyright © Melissa Ennis | Year Posted 2012
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