Bump/Grind

A hurried hush
A quiet thrush
A whipping crack
A heavy shake
A wicked quake
A gentle thrust
A little push
A flurried rush
A whispered hush
A bashful blush
A pulsing crush
A tired eye
A peaceful sigh
A gently touched thigh
A last word...
Goodbye.





Poetry by John A. Mcculloch
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Written on 2006-11-22 at 05:13

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BlueyedSoul
Yeah, the lap dance always ends like that lol
fun write
~Blue
2006-11-22