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Mar 2015
*** me up on fire
Trigger my desire
Softly stroke me with caress
and lips

Lovely tongue this of mine
For it’s an explorer
Ready to deflower
Passages into your forest

*** me up into frenzy
Let me be a slave to your seduction
Torture me before eruption
Cunning

Lovely fingers these of mine
For they cannot see but feel
Soft skin below them
Slipping from dry to wet
Landscapes

*** me up until madness
Shivering Trembling Shaking
Bodies of ours, bursting in heat
And Love

Lovely body this of mine
For it is yours for pleasure
Yours to objectify
Yours to seek
Meek

*** me up
*** me
***
Michael Caio
Written by
Michael Caio  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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