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WHEN IT FLOWS (NOT BY DOWN2DIRT)
When it flows,
down it goes,
from within,
on the skin
of my thighs
as moans rise,
mingled with
what you give.
down it goes,
from within,
on the skin
of my thighs
as moans rise,
mingled with
what you give.
Published 30th Sep 2024
Author's Note
This short suggestive verse was inspired by the title of down2dirt's latest poem. Led my mind on another track...I leave to imagination what is going on.
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30th Sep 2024 7:04pm
