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Fingers
Mingling
between weaving locks
Staring
into blues as greens unlock
Caressing
strands before play beckons
Gripping
tight when time reckons
Squeezing
two pounding breasts
Pinching
reds on a heaving chest
Slipping
deep into clinching folds
Trickling
wet as the doors unfold
Searching
for a throbbing bud
Hoping
for a gushing flood
Smiling
when musk finally lingers
Coating
skin of conquering fingers
Published 17th Oct 2023
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17th Oct 2023 11:20pm
Love the rhyme and rhythm of this. Unusual usage for words.. I'm super impressed. Keep going!
3rd Apr 2024 9:25pm
18th Oct 2023 6:21am
Hoi hoi
À super special form when each part opens with one word.
A beautiful write.
Thank you!
Kind regards, Gus
À super special form when each part opens with one word.
A beautiful write.
Thank you!
Kind regards, Gus
3rd Apr 2024 9:25pm
19th Oct 2023 7:20am
Love the rhyme Favourite set of verses:
Slipping
deep into clinching folds
Trickling
wet as the doors unfold
Searching
for a throbbing bud
Hoping
for a gushing flood
Slipping
deep into clinching folds
Trickling
wet as the doors unfold
Searching
for a throbbing bud
Hoping
for a gushing flood
3rd Apr 2024 9:26pm
3rd Apr 2024 8:36pm
21st Feb 2024 5:37pm
Whoa! Seductively written.. makes me rethink how I'll use my fingers..
3rd Apr 2024 9:27pm
