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Leechle
Poems
Sep 2018
This moment
My hips crave your hands
Slowly and gently directing me.
My lips fear the tenderness
Of your lips but still
Want more of you.
I'm taken to a place
Far from home
Yet so near to your heart.
I release sighs
As a sign of pleasure.
Let my juices quench
Your thirst.
My hips can't stop
Dancing to the rhythm
Of your moans.
Turn my turns and take
Me higher, take me
To a place which
Drives me insane.
It all is so breath taking
I can't speak.
I imagine, imagine how
Would it turn out
If my turns took over.
I might be inexperienced
But this moment is yet to come again.
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Leechle
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