I thirst for your plump lips...
like a bumble bee thirsts for
a flower full to the brim with nectar
Long for your torturous hands....
as the desert sands longs for
the sweet sent of rain
Dream of your body....
like a blank stretched canvas
dreams of the pixilated colour of paint
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Author:
kitty the naughty poet (
Offline) - Published: September 29th, 2023 15:15
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Comments3
Unfortunately I dream of KP's plump botox trout lips! 😁
Good to see you back Kitty.
Andy
Thanks andy
Hi Kitty !!
How are you doing ?? And your baby ( girl or a boy ? ). Glad to see you back..
I'm doing OK been really busy had a little girl hope your doing ok
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