FantasyA Poem by Patrick O'NeilI would have you stand before me. I would reach out my hand. Taking a path, slowly, softly, the firm curves of your supple breasts. Then gently to the secret parts of the inner thighs. Just a moment I would pause there... Suddenly, I would move my finger, just barely touching, up across the naval, through the center of the chest. Reaching its final destination, your wanting, beckoning lips. Only then will I kiss you. And in your naked exposure, You will surely know, that I truly, adore ever single part, of you. © 2014 Patrick O'Neil |
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Added on September 16, 2014 Last Updated on September 16, 2014 AuthorPatrick O'NeilGauteng, South AfricaAboutI am just an average man, with a normal live, and then suddenly i started writing poetry. Go figure??? I also post original rock style music on Sound Cloud, check it out if you are in to that sort .. more..Writing
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