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DRIVING YOU
(a sonnet)
I love tight leather laced to wanton form
Your thicker skin seems supple to my touch
I love how eager in my hands perform
Your pull within as legs tighten your clutch
As hands and legs begin our rhythmic dance
You turn for me with, every move respond
In speed’s increase, your ever changing stance
Deep holding me to push us both beyond
We sense the throb, that place we long to know
Vibrating thick, you love it being there
It’s in as far as it will ever go
A pulsing length with every grip aware
In coming as we finally crest the top
Downshifting, though I pray we never stop
I love tight leather laced to wanton form
Your thicker skin seems supple to my touch
I love how eager in my hands perform
Your pull within as legs tighten your clutch
As hands and legs begin our rhythmic dance
You turn for me with, every move respond
In speed’s increase, your ever changing stance
Deep holding me to push us both beyond
We sense the throb, that place we long to know
Vibrating thick, you love it being there
It’s in as far as it will ever go
A pulsing length with every grip aware
In coming as we finally crest the top
Downshifting, though I pray we never stop
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