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A lady whose reputation was untarnised
awoke one day to find it...vanished!
For she had in her sleep
f***** a doctor, dentist & priest
...
A moon drifts into
the Past
(not looking where it is
going)
...
' What Pleasure Will Befall Me!
You mouth
luscious & wet
kissing now the back
now the front
of my arching neck
its bliss
flitting like a butterfly
from kiss
to kiss
awaiting with anticipation
what pleasure
will befall me
as your lips
kiss & kiss
&
kiss
my swooning skin.