'This Instance' Poem by Somniator Moon

'This Instance'



The touching of a breast
An oh so sweet caress
A softly, softly kiss
Not wanting to resist

Moving in silk
Mouth on milk
Felling the high
Touching a thigh

A gentle breeze
The subtle tease
With no feeling of resistance
Living only for this instance.....



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Somniator Moon

Somniator Moon

Sydney, Australia
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