Summer Musings 2
Im thinking of you undressing,
Of zips and buttons revealing,
Clipping of bras, the sliding of pants,
Pale skin fingertip brushed,
The softness of breasts,
And tongue flicked nipples.
The chance of gentle caresses
Duvet covered gasps and incursions,
Where wishes are realised
And I feel the taste of your tongue
Brushing my lips softly,
Whilst nights moist warmth
Presses thrilling dreams upon me.







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