your natural breasts prevent
me from hearing correctly as I
lay my head between them and
butt each time you adjust your legs;
covered in oil, we slip through
each other's grasp as our softness
electrifies our forgotten senses;
turning, our fronts are aligned, but
you must pull me up your body
to complete the passion we both
anticipate while hoping that
I do not get stuck again inside.
10Jul13
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