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Living Statues
You stand aloft
A living statue
For me to adore
I kiss your toes, your feet
Your ankles
Calves
Your thighs
And more
Moving to your special place
My lips fit right in
Hands slide across your body
Feeling the smoothness of your skin
The mounds ahead call ut to me
Craving for attention
I tend to ones every need
The other screams in her direction
Climbing on your pedestal
I lock my legs around
Wrap myself around you
Silence, no sound
World time slowly freezes
We are locked together
In this memorable position
Statues
Forever
A living statue
For me to adore
I kiss your toes, your feet
Your ankles
Calves
Your thighs
And more
Moving to your special place
My lips fit right in
Hands slide across your body
Feeling the smoothness of your skin
The mounds ahead call ut to me
Craving for attention
I tend to ones every need
The other screams in her direction
Climbing on your pedestal
I lock my legs around
Wrap myself around you
Silence, no sound
World time slowly freezes
We are locked together
In this memorable position
Statues
Forever
Published 31st May 2019
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31st May 2019 4:15pm
31st May 2019 5:42pm
Loved it.
As you probably already know, the ancient Greeks and Romans loved to pedestal living people at parties to be loved and admired. If even just metaphorically, glad to see your keeping up the tradition.
As you probably already know, the ancient Greeks and Romans loved to pedestal living people at parties to be loved and admired. If even just metaphorically, glad to see your keeping up the tradition.
31st May 2019 8:48pm
What more would one want but to be
statued
when doing what was meant to be
lovely forever
all will cummmmm naturally
statued
when doing what was meant to be
lovely forever
all will cummmmm naturally
