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Tia Richards May 2013
i jumped
and took a dive
right into her,
and she took me in
like an endlessly deep ocean.

i touched her
every curve,
every flawless
inch of her body
and appreciated every word
that escaped her pretty mouth

mmm,                                                    
yes,                                                
please,                                        
more
           ­                     

and knowing
she couldn't get enough
was so satisfying
and feeling her
clench beneath me
was like bringing home
the first place prize.
i quite enjoy writing from a male's perspective.
Tia Richards May 2013
his fingers are like paintbrushes
and he caresses me;
a canvas once blank but now
coloured all the shades he loves.

his eyes are dark pools
and i swear i saw
pretty little fish
swimming in his irises.

his smile makes my heart
sing a song,
melodies strummed from
my heartstrings.

his eyes are fixed
on mine and he looks
at me with a sense of pride,
and he tells me i'm his masterpiece.

— The End —