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Feb 2017
Sheets fly from my bed
Clothes fall from our flesh
Makes me smile as I turn my head
Such a small mattress

We barely even fit almost fall
Laughing together
Catching each second
Forgetting all the others

Cold hands touch my skin
Securing a riders position
Bodies singing
My ****** physician

Melts my heart like butter
Wishing I could just let go
Feel her gasp and quiver
Hurts so good so I let her know

Soft lips press against my chest
Running up my neck
Send shivers in reverse
As I gently caress her precious breast
My fingers brush her beautiful black locks
Eyes lock upon her head
Fixing in on her pupils
I am mesmerized

She dances on my lap
Flowing to a rhythm
That I cannot keep up
Feel a living explosion
Slumber settling in
With a smile on my face
She wears a mirror expression
In our perfect space

I cry inside
From the rush
What a high
Best kind of crush

I cradle her body
As she entangles me
In her rhapsody
We made such sweet harmony
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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