remember me

I am the erotic thought that drifts across your restless mind

Like a wispy cloud against the brilliant blue summer sky

I am the heat of water sluicing across your naked back

As you stand beneath the spray of your morning shower

And it’s my hands you want tracing your clean soapy skin

You imagine my thighs when the swirl of wind bends the leaves

Imagining that it’s lifting my skirt to expose the creamy skin

You breathe in the delicate floral scent of a perfumed dusk

And think about the soft cloud of hair brushed back from my neck

In the quiet of the evening when everyone has gone to bed

It’s my round swell of breast you imagine laying your head on

There is no part of your hard body that does not ache for me

No place in your mind off limits to my sweetly wanted insertion

I am the erotic touch you want as you take yourself into hand

As you spill yourself over the pliant feminine form of my memory

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2 Responses to remember me

  1. DoesItEvenMatterWhoIAm? says:

    Soooooo hoootttttt.

  2. georgeforfun says:

    Reblogged this on georgeforfun and commented:
    What fool could forget? 😈😌🎆🎇🎆💐

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