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@Blackween

Find Me...

Find me there Lying in her delicate arms Playing with those softer palms Counting the years of love That she would make my lips curve I swear that sometimes It all feels like the right rhymes. Find my hands Snaking up her light blouse Looking to settle upon the hills Mounted on her chest for feels With the aim to arouse Her frozen passion And reignite sensual action. Find my fingers Caressing our fears away Whispering that she should stay On behalf of my wishful muted lips As her softness drowns me for keeps Feeling like I have my hands Sinking into moving clouds. Find my tongue Wandering on her every inch Savouring her chocolate skin Lost in a brown so damn rich With tastebuds working to conquer My heart's very own ruler And make her body my home. Find my body Becoming her home too Getting used to her softness While she dissolves my roughness To mould a different me Drenched in hope to see Myself falling again. Thank you for visiting 😊 Wambuku W.

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