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Flesh~
She was like a cool summer night
Her velvet voice like a song
His mind quiet
She seeps inside his head
Thoughts of flesh
Her flesh
Their flesh
Her tenderness on his body
She was innocent yet wicked
With just her smile
He was smoldering heat
Pressed upon her white lilies
With burning passion
Her velvet voice like a song
His mind quiet
She seeps inside his head
Thoughts of flesh
Her flesh
Their flesh
Her tenderness on his body
She was innocent yet wicked
With just her smile
He was smoldering heat
Pressed upon her white lilies
With burning passion
Published 12th Jul 2014
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"He was smoldering heat
Pressed upon her white lilies"
What a super sensual passage Tommie
Pressed upon her white lilies"
What a super sensual passage Tommie
13th Jul 2014 12:42pm
13th Jul 2014 10:48am
This poem is bliss, Tommie Lynn, luv. :-* I had to sigh after reading it, then read again. I could swear there is the faint scent of fragrant flowers in the night...
Such lovely, sparse and incredibly evocative language use you, poetry in the bare bones of every aspect!
Such lovely, sparse and incredibly evocative language use you, poetry in the bare bones of every aspect!
13th Jul 2014 12:43pm
