Sex & Coffee Poem by Harlequin Rose

Sex & Coffee

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It was the way she felt
when she first saw me
the way she laughed
she knew she caught me
her fingertips on my lips
caressing softly
and the sex
she slipped into my coffee.

Thursday, August 13, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: lips,sex
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