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Blessed By Lips
Oh, the gift
of her kind caressing
between parted lips.
My softened cock
rests in the place
where she received
years of sustenance
beginning with her
loving mother's breasts.
Her every kiss, whether
from an adoring father
or lust-filled lover, all have
touched these parted lips.
Through these very lips
passed a lifetime of words,
songs, laughter, and
whispered prayers.
What sorrows have been expressed here?
What joy?
So much that makes her
who she is passed through
these soft gates to the warm
heaven that hardens me now,
wrapped in of all of her life's delights.
Oh, the gift!
of her kind caressing
between parted lips.
My softened cock
rests in the place
where she received
years of sustenance
beginning with her
loving mother's breasts.
Her every kiss, whether
from an adoring father
or lust-filled lover, all have
touched these parted lips.
Through these very lips
passed a lifetime of words,
songs, laughter, and
whispered prayers.
What sorrows have been expressed here?
What joy?
So much that makes her
who she is passed through
these soft gates to the warm
heaven that hardens me now,
wrapped in of all of her life's delights.
Oh, the gift!
Published 15th Jul 2022
| Edited 19th Oct 2023
Author's Note
I rewrote a portion of an earlier piece about a past lover who died in her mid-thirties. Thinking of the long sequence of her life is a blessing. Her memory is a pleasurable haunting.
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The first two verses make one imagine placing one's manhood between the lips pictured. Favourite lines, for conveying the heat of memory:
So much that makes her
who she is passed through
these soft gates to the warm
heaven that hardens me now,
So much that makes her
who she is passed through
these soft gates to the warm
heaven that hardens me now,
16th Jul 2022 00:53am
