Hot Breath Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Hot Breath

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Hot breath on my neck
I turn around to check
Lips connected to mine
Tongue lancing out, searching time
My heart starts to pound
It is because you are around
Arms wrapped around my neck
My hands start to trek
Up and down your spine
Kneading and moving, sublime
Excitedly this clinch goes on
Moving to the bedroom, with much aplomb

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rago rago 30 April 2009

beuatiful poem to ponder on........really hands to and fro......very nice write.

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