softness of your inner thigh
lay bare to my roving eyes
as you stride to exit your car.
i made contact with your
beautiful eyes and i succumb
to shame but with your sweet
smile i managed to glow as
you want me too.
…apologetic
i offer my gentle hands which
i feel so grateful when you
oblige. i can feel your weight
shifting to me like a push of
a wave.
…electrifyingly warm
i have to brace my feet
and offer my chest
your resting pillars
on spring
…yes i am, my lady
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