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AS THE SUN IS RISING
To make love, as the sun is rising
outside the window, still surprising.
Our bodies to daytime are stirring,
your hand strokes get my pussy purring.
Your head moves down to my labia
to take first sip of my fair flavour,
then you are sliding up my body
to slip your morning wood into me.
As you bring my flavour to my tongue,
your arms around me tightening clung.
My palms on your buttocks draw you in
more tightly, let the pounding begin....
Through open window our sounds drifting,
as early morning mist is lifting
mingle among the sounds of nature,
the dawn chorus, opening flower.
outside the window, still surprising.
Our bodies to daytime are stirring,
your hand strokes get my pussy purring.
Your head moves down to my labia
to take first sip of my fair flavour,
then you are sliding up my body
to slip your morning wood into me.
As you bring my flavour to my tongue,
your arms around me tightening clung.
My palms on your buttocks draw you in
more tightly, let the pounding begin....
Through open window our sounds drifting,
as early morning mist is lifting
mingle among the sounds of nature,
the dawn chorus, opening flower.
Published 13th Jul 2022
Author's Note
Inspired by morning lovemaking theme in Sweet Kitty Cat 5's "Mm.. He Softly Tantalizes My Sweetest Ambrosia".
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13th Jul 2022 7:06am
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13th Jul 2022 11:41pm
It's so tender to see what your enticing musing will be once sipped from my endearing chalice, and my wise poet, your caressing words has taken on a life on their own accord, in addition, you have made me pound with this poetic prose spilled onto your canvass
Please enjoy your Wednesday and haver a safe and sound Thursday in the making
Please enjoy your Wednesday and haver a safe and sound Thursday in the making
'Life of their own' - I felt that when I read my own words. When I wrote this I was imagining the scene being a fresh summer nights in England, between a couple staying in a country cottage where nature's sound is all around outside.
14th Jul 2022 8:31pm
Then you have done the vision of your heart such sweet justice..
Enjoy your Thursday, my wise poet
Enjoy your Thursday, my wise poet
