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You As A Mountain
by Paul Smith
(10/29/08)
Early morning.
I want to caress your skin
Your back your buttocks
And kiss you on your neck
And hear your sigh
As you turn to me offering me
A taste of your lips
Your breasts
Your belly button
And I travel down
To lick your thighs
The left first
Then the right
Wriggling my tongue
Then I part your pubescence and twirl
Your Sweetness
The magic button
And I get hard and then harder
And climb back up the mountain
Nibbling like a goat
Until I reach your neck once more and enter
Heaven
And I even hear that song!
"Heaven, I'm in Heaven..."
And we come slowly very slowly
In the morning
Our greeting of the day.
©2008 by Paul Smith
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Comments
Paul Smith is an English teacher, and has been writing poetry for...50 years!
He noticed that as he has become a little older, he also becomes more romantic.
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