Friday, July 15, 2011

upon waking

all is up.
a dreamy boy fills your legs
with such a torso-
he acts like your tongue is hard candy-
and the crust in your eyes is cinnamon.

7 comments:

  1. well....gooooood morning indeed. a very graceful description of such an intimate moment, thanks for writing

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  2. Your dreamy boy is getting all blushed out here. He knows he doesn't compare to the foxy fantasy lady he has in his hands right now.

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  3. mmm...perfect. delicious little piece!

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