I am with you every day;
You take me into your hands
And I glide smoothly over your shoulders,
Sliding effortlessly down your back
And up again, rubbing soothingly,
Until your aching passion
Reaches that point where, I move
To the front of your body,
Gently caressing the hills and valleys
Of your soft smooth skin.
I move down to the tender hills
Of your rounded buttocks,
And softly wander around them.
You guide me to your legs
Moving slowly up your calves
To your soft, silky smooth thighs,
Until your body tingles in anticipation,
Causing me to move to that place,
That place so aroused that all other thoughts
Are driven from your mind.
I caress the area that can explode with passion.
Until the final moment when,
You expel me sensually from your skin
With glistening droplets of gentle warm water;
And I am put back on the shelf,
Ready to clean you under the shower, the next time.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 16th, 2026 01:01
- Comment from author about the poem: Now what were you thinking! LOL
- Category: Humor
- Views: 11
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Comments5
Good write Gold. lol.
Thanks Orchi.
Good write, made me chuckle
If i made you chuckle Norman then my day was good.
Andy
it was my friend
Well that was a tease Andy and making love to a bar of soap is not what I hac in mind to begin with but then this seemed a bit out of character for your type of writing and so my mind was suspect. A fun read my friend
It cn be that way with writing soren, one never knows until the end. Thank you for you kind words.
Andy
Most welcome my friend
A way with words indeed🤣
Thank you Rik, most kind.
Andy
Naughty! 🤣
Only in your mid Teddy. LOL
Andy
You do know me well Andy lol 💜
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