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Frou Frou
…..........a gentle vision
This manchild walks through the promised land...
....like the mighty rushing waters, his path flows
towards the banks of your rivers
A beautiful oasis
fertile lands
earth tones
stirred by a warm sirocco
Your river ebbs and flows
cresting your tepid shores
making your sands wet..........
…......drawing me ever closer to you
The islip of wind blown dunes.....
....tossed to and fro
by water and air
I am so aroused...............your brilliant aura
made wet.....
naturally
stirring my root
into a mighty oak,
towering towards the heavens......
.......my desire to give unto thee
manly pleasure.
...playing amongst the wet sands
with a deftness of hand,
your waters rise,
landscape in constant flux.......
….changing
I stand
memorized
eroticized,
at your mercy.......
....my vein pulsing with life
it's reservoir........bountiful
Your erotic river lives
overflowing.........let me bathe inside your raging waters
just below the surface.........
....bubbling breathe
I see you
Frou Frou.......
......blowing gentle kisses
in and out, out and in
hypnotically, I'm drawn inside.....
…....lips in abstentia.
I return it's osculation
my tongue articulates
it's tiny tender opening
bitter, yet sweet
it's taste I savor
It's seduction written all over my face
She pouts
beckoning me closer......
......pulling my fingers
deep inside
hot, tight and strong
pulling me deeper and deeper
until I feel her quivering core.
“.........deeper still my desire, I want you so much more..”
My tree grows against
the back drop of her warm sun
a preeminent vision of greater pleasures..........yet to come
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