RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Love Being A Woman - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sometimes picturing you in recesses of my mind, just
watching you time after time as you rise within my
Touching me so expertly, giving me a sublime feeling
of your manliness, loving being a woman with senses
and many sensations to be stimulated by you alone.
Taking us both into heaven, knowing that without each
other, neither of us could feel this exquisite beauty
that takes us farther into each other.
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