ENTER SEPTEMBER
SHE HEADS FOR THE BEDROOM DOOR,
OUR CLOTHES HALF-STREWN ACROSS THE FLOOR,
WOMAN, PLEASE, DONT CLOSE YOUR EYES,
FOR NOW I SENSE WITHIN YOUR SIGHS,
WITHIN YOUR LOWS AND TENDER HIGHS,
THE FALLING VEIL OF LOVE.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
Offline) - Published: January 9th, 2023 04:56
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Comments1
wonderfully sensual, thanks for sharing
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