Her skin was on top of his
As he kissed her forehead
She could feel his heartbeat racing
His hands caressing her thighs
At her ear was his lips, whispering words
With fainted tone.As he flipped her over,
she could feel his skin pressing her every side
His tongue did wonders round her belly button
With those strong hands of his thrusting her hips
There again he looked at her and smiled" That smile"
Every bit of her came alive.That moment,
she knew she needed him to be all way in inside of her
She knew it felt peaceful and that was home!!_Mareeyah✍️
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Poetry𝐸𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑤𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑝𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒. 𝐵𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑠𝑎𝑑 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑤 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑦 𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠༒︎