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Emily
Poems
Jul 2013
Our Own Little Bed
I think about my baby
And how she's all
alone
The many things I'd do to her
I have to make it known
I'd give her kisses
deep
and
soft
Her tongue will taste so
sweet
With my hands on her hips
Our kissing will create a
beat
Then clothes will come off
Things will grow in
passion
Her body will feel like silk
Her skin better than the
highest
fashion
She will make me guide her
Right over to our bed
We will lay down and kiss
Make me feel out of my head
I will travel down her belly
Worshipping
every
inch
She will
shiver
and she will
shake
The sensation making her flinch
As I make my way down
She naturally spreads her legs
I fit right in-between them
This point is when she
begs
I kiss the very part of her
That is the most private
Her moans reassure me
That she truly, really loves it
Her
****
sounds of pleasure
Make my job so rewarding
I could do this forever
It will never get boring
As I continue my loving
Right on her sweet spot
She moves in sync with me
Giving me all that she's got
I take her to the
highest
place
I go right along with her
We have a lot of ailments
But we are each other's cure
She
explodes
and it tastes so good
Her hands are on my head
And she pulls me to her
Heaven
is what we have in our
own
little
bed
© Peyton 2013
Written by
Emily
Austin
(Austin)
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