Alone we dance
in the deep of secrets
a tryst in time
where clocks refuse to tick
air stands sentinel still
you kiss me
as if
no other lips
exist to honor yours
and you lavish
every treasure of yourself
upon a willing, begging me
who has just
been given
life
©MidwestFantasy
04/05/2017
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Your words are like precious stones…… love reading your Mistresspieces… 😉😉💯❤️
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Very kind of you. I am glad you like them.
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fabulous erotic poetry ❤ ❤ ❤
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Really powerful: love this:
upon a willing, begging me
who has just
been given
life
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Pretty much think I’m always willing and begging😂
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Well, I awkwardly write a reply 😂
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