That Last Night Love Look by M.A.Meddings
That whisp of hair
That trailed lock
Those traces of your love last night
Evidence of something right
Your softly lined face
And the gentle gracefulness of you
The tautly stretched sinews of your throat
And your heaving pretty breasts
Reveal how you enjoyed him
And even now
Test his duty to behave
Yet looking like you do now
I know full well that his resistance
And mine would be low
Just so I confess your little tress
Your flushed complexion making it so
I couldnt keep my hands off you
Nor at any time ever resist you
Poetry by lastromantichero

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Written on 2007-04-02 at 13:05




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