The light caress of a cotton shirt
Upon ivory persuasive skin
Sent to eyes in yearning
Yet reflecting from indecision
And caution
Unknowing how much to care
For those benevolent bulges
Of rump and
Radiating spheres
Dangling so near
And still so far away
With tempting lips
And devious words
Dragging you ever near
Tempting you to reach a hundred miles
Because you know you’d still never reach
Those gentle curves
And that pair of indescribably delicious lips
Caring with them that precious
Ever knowing smile
Brightening those eyes
Of hazel cinnamon fire
That hold inside them
Her lust
And desire
But was that for you?
 
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