on the second of July

"im ready" she said
easing closer to me
pressing her lips against mine
tracing my fingertips from the bottom of my spine
her hips moved closer
i looked her in the eye
my face didnt move but my body smiled
i worshipped her as if i was at a shrine
hips rocking...toes locking...she was mine
four hours pass...we're still there
slowed down the tempo now
drew her more near
she screamed in extacy
then i smiled
"i love you" i told her
on the second of july.......



Poetry by Steven Mawer
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Written on 2006-04-28 at 04:39

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Onyeka Nwelue
Indomitable! I know that you must be breathing less by now, after having gone through all these swag-wash..........

A must read!
2006-04-28