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Leechle
Poems
Mar 2019
This sensation
If only you started head first
down to my neck
discovering every bone on my back,
cupping my *******
and measuring the size of my waist.
You improve from cold to hot,
Now you're warm.
Slowly making your way to my hips
and shaping my glutes
All the way down,
Down to the tip of my toes.
I keep reminding myself to breathe.
****, I'm under the shower head,
water slipping on my skin.
Written by:Leechle
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Leechle
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