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Aug 2011
The natural attribute of my inquiring intuition

Coerced me to tread passionately in the wake

Of this provocatively, entertaining creature

To analyze the abstract desires of her mind



She peeks just up over her lovely shoulder

Capturing the dazzling quality of my image

From the corner of her harlequin green eyes

As she licks her lips insatiably with hunger



Ultimately this woman approached me fearlessly

Exuding the very spark of unmistakable attraction

She then began stroking her fingers through my hair

Caressing my face with her assuaging touch of heaven



Softly rubbing my chest while whispering risque enigmas of pleasure

Oh, how I could feel the air of her pacifying breath blowing in my ear

While her alluring cave of magic chafed against my yearning serpent

Not one word was spoken for she could sense my crave to fornicate
Glenn McCrary
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