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Caress
2025-04-28
To lure your eyes,
into the lair of lioness,
listening to purrs,
intoxicatingly closer you move,
To the wild of earth,
motionless, your senses alert,
capturing caress and smell,
I taste you. I taste you.
Never having enough,
wanting more of your touch,
until your precious lips are mine, and
your body, my worship in kind.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
into the lair of lioness,
listening to purrs,
intoxicatingly closer you move,
To the wild of earth,
motionless, your senses alert,
capturing caress and smell,
I taste you. I taste you.
Never having enough,
wanting more of your touch,
until your precious lips are mine, and
your body, my worship in kind.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
