Soft
By KozMic BluEs
Not a word, Only breath, On her neck, On her body. Warm beads of sweat, Rapidly appearing over her soft, smooth skin. My hands come alive with a mind of their own, Rubbing here, sliding there. Hers the same, Only smoother. Her skin so soft, so smooth. And the passion burns, deep into the night. Not a word, Only Breath, Not a sound, All except... Pleasure, Passion, Ecstacy, Love. Written April 10th, 2002 © on Apr 10 2002 01:29 PM PST 0 • 8
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"Not a word,..."