Thigh High....... adult nature
Is it ok?
To wrap myself
Around your self
To oblige our need
Of being
Is it's ok?
To ride on waves of passionate bliss
To wrap my thighs around your masculine hips
To share the skin and breaths
That we decide are ours to share
Is it all good?
That our primal beats crash the walled harmony for which we race
Pounding as the dead cert
A shared smile devide across our space
Whilst all stands proud and pert
As
We make
Love
For all we are worth
Until our wall.... comes crashing down
So we may
Finally lay
Dishevelled within
Silk
Soft
Sheets
poem by Karen Sinclair
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