Morning GloryA Poem by victoria
Your warm breath on my back, my breasts lay in your palms,
my eyes open, to your sigh,
see your sanguine temperament disclosed in the colour of your cheeks,
morning glory glints in your eye.
my buttocks know of your presence,
as your excitement prods its ''hi''
I shift backwards to that place
where thigh slots with thigh.
Good morning darling.
© 2012 victoria
Added on April 17, 2012
Last Updated on April 17, 2012
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