Sep 2015
Each time I enter
you scream my name
with each inch of me
as if imagining
every stroke
a new beginning,
a new discovery
of writhing,
delightful desire
and dripping, stunned
satisfaction.
you scream my name
with each inch of me
as if imagining
every stroke
a new beginning,
a new discovery
of writhing,
delightful desire
and dripping, stunned
satisfaction.
louise
(Mechanicsburg, PA)
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