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Why

Its the tremble in your belly.

And the way your legs shake.

Your rumbling moan,  and the other sounds you make.

I like the dimples in your thighs.

And I like that you role your eyes.

I won`t take a break,  your relief is at stake.

I love how I can make you feel.

I can`t believe how loud you squeal.

I will make this thing my meal.

While right here up in it,  I know you did not fake.

I love how you get wet,  for completion,  my mind is set.

I promise you will not regret.

Letting me share my skills,  was not a mistake.

I am told that I have an art.

Hell, I don`t even mind if you fart.

That is the relaxation I can make.

You may think that is bent,  But I love your scent.

As long as I made you content.

And your body will no longer ache. 

 

By JD Bardo

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keith jeffries

Wed 2nd Dec 2020 07:06

Raw intimacy but touches upon the truth. How else can we describe this other than to do so behind some false veil.

A good and courageous poem
Keith

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