[Not quite suitable for those under 18.]
I have missed you
I fought time to find time
for you
I escaped, no, I ran away
from everything else
in my world
I locked the door
I moved slowly… quietly
oh, if discovered
that would be awkward
yet enticing
maybe I want
to be discovered…
lying back
on smooth sheets
and soft pillows
I closed my eyes
and I found you
warm fingers
glided over my skin
around curves and caves
I panted… sighed… moaned…
dirty words
and rocking hips.
I begged for you…
harder… faster… deeper…
until the waves crashed…
while the waves crashed…
one… two… three… four…
I lost count
and I lost breath
keep the door locked
oh… I missed you
Just the right amount of sex and longing to be truly beautiful. ❤️
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Thank you Vic!
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I agree! Lovely, Sandra.
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Thank you so much, Kay.
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💜😊
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So sultry and delicate. Well done, Sandra!
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Thanks, Rob! 🙂
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Superb! Fabulous writing, Sandra!
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Thanks, Meg. You know, I tried to wrote this as a tiny story but some of the kids just started sounding like a poem so I felt like I had no choice! I may not be capable of tiny stories….
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You know what? Half the time my poems are tiny stories anyway. I actually like my poetry that way! ❤️
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🙂 ❤
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Mm mm, nice!
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Thank you!
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This is what I’m talking about. You eloquently take us “there” to swim among the waves. Love this.
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Thank you, love. I’m happy you enjoyed it…
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Nice. 💕
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Thanks, Sarah! ♥
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Always. 💕
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