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Humming Bird

rain drumming on the window pane
toy humming on my pussy's mane  
stroking, teasing, slowly pleasing  
it's pleasure that I seek; this arousing    
needs my focus, I'm enjoying the thrill  
delaying this ascent up my climaxing hill  
tension building, let this feeling grow  
with gentle pressure, nice and slow  
this new toy of mine proving a hit  
that's it baby; softly massage my clit  
flower blossoming, feeling warm and wet  
nearly there, yes, oh yes, oh yes, you bet!  
Written by DawnRaider (Dr)
Published | Edited 4th Jan 2019
Author's Note
Helen Jane's poem 'Toys' was my inspiration for this write. And then, as this is obviously not my area of expertise, I collaborated with some open minded women who allowed me into some very personal space. Thank you HJ and WP for the emails and photos no doubt lubricated (no pun intended) with wine!
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