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In the Pines
Aching in silence,
Waiting for spots of sunlight
While eye's gaze into darkness
Night dreaming of secret places,
Maybe in the pines
She'll hide her heart
The shape of his kindling mouth
Begs to brush the soft curves of her throat
Let her bury you in the depths of her roots
Meet her where chaos blows like the wind,
In the Pines
Waiting for spots of sunlight
While eye's gaze into darkness
Night dreaming of secret places,
Maybe in the pines
She'll hide her heart
The shape of his kindling mouth
Begs to brush the soft curves of her throat
Let her bury you in the depths of her roots
Meet her where chaos blows like the wind,
In the Pines
Published 31st Dec 2019
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31st Dec 2019 5:58pm
2nd Jan 2020 2:57am
Gorgeous and enticing poetry, Tommielynn :)
Beautiful... and I loved the natural theme!
Best wishes - hope you had a happy new year,
- NewB
Beautiful... and I loved the natural theme!
Best wishes - hope you had a happy new year,
- NewB
20th Mar 2021 7:54am
Air of sylvan moonlit sex. Favourite verses:
The shape of his kindling mouth
Begs to brush the soft curves of her throat
Let her bury you in the depths of her roots
Meet her where chaos blows like the wind,
The shape of his kindling mouth
Begs to brush the soft curves of her throat
Let her bury you in the depths of her roots
Meet her where chaos blows like the wind,
Such a delicate sweet heart Aching in silence for you to come back . lv xxx James
