SCENT

She was always like that

flaunting herself with a

well stocked upper bodice.

Flirty-Gerty I seem to recall

was her name – used to give

me that ‘come on’ look and

then the dazzling smile which

left me lost for words – what

a girl – makes me go week at

the knees just to think of her.

One night much more vivid

than the rest, she got herself un

dressed and caressed my brow.

The rest is history, I have never

dreamt like that before, or since.

Regarding such sensuality, how

strange no trace of scent remains

◄ SILENCIO

ANTS ►

Comments

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Don Matthews

Sat 3rd Aug 2019 12:08

I fink you're fibbing me. I fink your fling with FG was all a dream....

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keith jeffries

Fri 2nd Aug 2019 22:26

An encounter of intimacy recalled so well
Thank you
Keith

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