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A Sunny Day
On a blanket beneath
A summer sky you take
An ice cube from a
Glass of lemonade
Swift fingers untie my
Bikini and the sun
Warms my skin
I am heated inside and out
Your lips hold the cube
Gliding down the curve of
My neck to my breast
Sucking hard I cry out
You trace the other nipple
With ice as you make a
Leisurely journey down
My belly to my navel
I am alive with ice on fire
As you part my legs
And ice melts into the juices
Between my thighs
Your icy tongue dances across
My hidden bud
I open to you as
A flower to the sun
As winter’s chill runs through me
A summer sky you take
An ice cube from a
Glass of lemonade
Swift fingers untie my
Bikini and the sun
Warms my skin
I am heated inside and out
Your lips hold the cube
Gliding down the curve of
My neck to my breast
Sucking hard I cry out
You trace the other nipple
With ice as you make a
Leisurely journey down
My belly to my navel
I am alive with ice on fire
As you part my legs
And ice melts into the juices
Between my thighs
Your icy tongue dances across
My hidden bud
I open to you as
A flower to the sun
As winter’s chill runs through me
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