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Wet
2026-08-17
When he touched me,
I became like water in his hands,
my peace of mind barely held together
in a swimming head.
I found myself
in the comforting perfume of his flesh.
How sweet he smells
in the early hours of morning.
A taste I shall never forget
when I kiss him
and love his body,
I think of no one else.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
I became like water in his hands,
my peace of mind barely held together
in a swimming head.
I found myself
in the comforting perfume of his flesh.
How sweet he smells
in the early hours of morning.
A taste I shall never forget
when I kiss him
and love his body,
I think of no one else.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
