Treasure Island

Jonathan Platt


Ecstasy


It's Her silk-fingered, soft caress
That touches our ever tenderness -
Transporting each sensation into bliss -
Then throws us from Her chamber.

Submitted: Friday, December 14, 2012
Edited: Saturday, December 15, 2012

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