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Aug 2010
She is beautiful as she tumbles into my house
her glossy toned lips purse on my cheek
and leave the pink shimmer behind
she slips off her broken converse and shows her soft bare feet
her small toes are a soft pink shade
she slips her small lotioned hand into mine and softly tugs me forward
her pale blonde hair rests lightly on her exposed pale shoulders
it falls off into a straight line down her neck and back
her flawless skin shines in the light from the window
her skin is warm to the touch
she whispers almost, her voice so quiet and smooth in the air
come here she urges me and i follow her
her voice barely reaches me yet echoes through all my mind
she whispers strongly now and with so much purpose
her hand takes mine to press against her cheek I love you
her coo makes me melt into her
she slips my hand down her neck to her chest
her heart flutters under my palm yours she explains
she smiles at my intake of breath and I see her eyes threw brown lashes
the blue brings a sudden calmness to my mind and chest
she moves my hand again though I miss her hearts warmth
we travel downward and she tucks the tips of my fingers in the band of her shorts
yours she explains again and our faces are both in pink heat
her back arches inwards as I touch the small of it and we embrace
her plush lips meet mine in heat and her warmth bounds through me
(c) Bryn K. Summers
(c) Flippup.deviantart.com
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