Blue and green kisses
Lather my flesh
Plump, soft breasts
Smooth against my hands.
My tongue ever-so lightly
Flirts with my lips
The red has never been so red
The pleasure, never so rich.
Long, white whiskers
Tickle my arm
Passionate thoughts dance
In my head.
So in love
So alive with love
I smile
And kiss back.
Is this me
Is it real
Is this the life I live
Am I merely telling a story.
Not much more can live
Without belief
More, give me more
A lot more.
I sigh and gently giggle
The red deepens
Wet and moist
My soft lips are pouted.
Wanting
Forever wanting
Pressed by desire
Longing for his touch.
© LRS 2007
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