Black Poetry : Breech of contact

Cia

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Southern Miss
I let your volcano errupt
Spilling forth your love lava
All over my mountain peaks
Hurrying down into the valley below

From behind my hills
The river flowed breaking off into brooks
Streaming down my thighs
Your tongue catching the run-off

The precusor: we decided not to touch
Exploring ourselves and capturing each other's
Body pleasures which excited our minds

Breech of contact
 
Welcome ~ Welcome ~ Welcome

i agree with all before me ...

Beauitful ... Exquisite ...
you did this thang up Gurlie
got me want'n ta breech sump'n !!

:)

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Destee
 

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