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Bathtub Bliss

She walked in, flower petals adrift,
lights down low candles flicker amidst,
tiny bubbles poping in glowing mists.
Smells of flower reach her bliss,
a caressing lover touches with kiss,
pulled softly, palms up, by the wrists,
warm water she feels as her hand shifts.
Pulling shirts off, a bra unslips,
a perfect time, to skin presses lips,
kissing her neck, down to her hips,
pulling slowly down, her pants now slip.
Her panties exposed nibbles persist,
both pants off, standing, neither sits,
staring in eyes like stars that twist.
Gently moving, kissing they sit,
bubbly warm crackling with a hiss,
massaging bodies in a warm abyss,
relaxing pleasures, no moment missed,
moans of happiness, troubles dismissed.
Minds erotic, picked up to assist,
he dries her off, the bedroom insists,
the calling of love they can't resist.
Together as one they coexist,
gasping, shuddering, clenched fists,
orgasmic pleasures inside she exists.
Both of them spent, begin to untwist,
side by side, hands still frisk,
hearing each other, both reminisce.
Speaking pasts and new futures wished.
Chalklineoutline
Written by Chalklineoutline (Michael Parker)
Published
Author's Note
She always inspires.
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