The glory of her beautiful skin entrances me
Brushed Silk by M.A.Meddings
Brushed SilkYour lovely skin
Is so soft
Like brushed silk
With that enduring touch
Of warm milk
A gentle creaminess
That stirs me
When I kiss you
And I am thrilled
By the highlights
As the evening sun catches your face
And I am taken into pardise
Down the smooth ecstacy
That is the slope of your soulders
Velvet is defeated as a texture
When I adore
Your throat
Brushed silk
It is my delight
As I touch your skin
Poetry by lastromantichero
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Written on 2007-06-03 at 09:05
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