a naughty one...
first line was composed in my office loo!
Let's Touch Base
Scrolling up and down my wrap around
You tiptoe to my lips
Fingers knit in knots
A mist of curls
You leave each shoulder kissed
Poetry by Purple Puddles
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Written on 2011-01-20 at 11:58
Tags Touch Kiss Lust
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