Sweet Caroline
By Silver Spun Sand
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Allow me loose those garters – tight;
let stockings swoon in sheer delight.
Beneath that skirt with sateen swish,
take off those shoes that chafe and pinch.
Don’t make me wait with bated breath
to feel that thrill of flesh on flesh –
to lay my head on velvet thighs,
to dream of trophies – mine to prize.
Unlace that dress from bosom, white;
fair lady, let me feast my eyes
upon such treasures hid inside,
on carnal pleasures, yet denied.
I beg you grant me one sweet kiss...
from gilded curls, to cherry lips;
from dimpled cheeks, to cherub’s nose,
and budding breasts, to rosehip toes.
Then, by your leave, I’ll chart that land,
unknown, as yet, by any man...
only grant these hands, that restless grow,
sweet Caroline, their right to roam.
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"Then, by your leave, I’ll
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The title lured me in with
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I found this sensual and
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I really enjoyed,beautiful
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This wonderful, Tina! Very
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O thank-you Tina! More
"I will make sense with a few reads \^^/ "
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This read so easily and
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To raunch or not to raunch?
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Powerful and very effective.
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new Silver-spun-sand Well
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new Hi!
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I saw him a year or so ago
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