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Moon-shine’s Ministrations

Moon-shine greets
me brightly
with full, luscious lips
embracing my own
in the deepest
of shared kisses;
she slips sweetly
across my tongue
like honey whiskey
tipped into coffee
on crisp mornings,
her liquid heat
filling my cold belly,
coaxing my surrender
to her ministrations
as she smooths
my furrowed brow,
bidding me goodnight
on hushed whispers
lulling me to sleep
before the sun
rises and puts
us both to bed
Written by LunaGreyhawk
Published
Author's Note
Just a little quip about insomnia.
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