Consummation
By mississippi
Mon, 30 May 2005
- 1261 reads
Consummation
The curve of her breast
The touch of her skin
The warmth of her body
The love that's within.
The smell of her hair
As our bodies unite
Spellbound by her beauty
This feeling, so right.
Under her spell
Entranced by her eyes
She kisses my lips
As I'm lost twixt her thighs.
She tells me she loves me
She gives me her heart
Mines already hers
It was from the start.
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