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No Finesse from Randomness

.
A moment of randomness,
Like days to weeks without
a thought,
then I'd see the tap of his
knee or the way he'd look
towards the table
then back to me,
or best of all..
when I'm standing
talking or busy cooking;
The pace of his need,
power of the pull down
There's little to no finesse

A pause or no pause
In standing pose,
Its Random,
As with the power of his touch
& longevity till he's satisfied is
all random;
A little pain outweighed by
the pleasure of knowing he's
getting pleasure from me

I doubt if asked, whether he'd
know himself regarding its
randomness
Leaving me with beautiful
blushing surprises
Written by Lookawaynow (Rose)
Published
Author's Note
Love love LOVE! The pain & pleasure from such random surprises
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