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Sep 2016
He touches me..as we lie
on a blanket underneath
stars and a full moon

Silver light ghosting
upon our skin..
highlighting some areas,
casting others into shadows

Deep, and as spelunkers
we explore the hidden
light kisses trailing
along chromatic lines

Deeper kisses to exchange
the sweetness we find
and share between us

And I touch him..
fingernails skating
along taut skin

Awaiting my mouth
to find his center
and his vulnerability

As I await his..

So sweet!!
skimming lips and hands
to tease his skin..

As he teases mine
Michele Cariveau
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