As the sun rises from the east
So does the heat from beneath my waist;
Hardened nipples ripple the surface of the cotton bed sheet
Concealing my desires,
Attempting to extinguish the fire,
I toss and turn
In the glowing morning light.
Pillow squeezed between thighs,
Breathing heavy I let out a light sigh,
As lustrous thoughts drip from the lips of my labia,
And a secret it is no longer
That for sex I do hunger
In the early hours of the morn’!
"its just a thought, only a thought" - Dido
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Wednesday, February 18, 2009
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