A Saturday Away September 5, 2009
Posted by jak in Creative Writing, Life, love, Poem, Poetic Leanings, Poetry, sex, Writing.Tags: her, him, love, passion, relationships
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I really wanted to crawl into bed with you last night and make you smile.
And give me pleasure…
Very much so.
And brush your lips against mine ever so slightly…
Lips to lips.
And tongues. And chests. And legs. And hips. And breath.
And moans. And whispers. And pleases. And yeses. And pasts. And futures.
And rest…
© 2009 Argonaut
Beautifully sensuous.
Whoever you were thinking of, she missed out.
She knows :) xo
Oh this is mmmm. :)