Twas the First of April,
and she gave me a trill,
Warm lips on my own, woke me with a thrill,
Delving lower, she pleasured me with her considerable skill,
Then rising to whisper, soft in my ear,
"Until, sweet lover, until...."
And with that she smiled and rose,
"Soon," I murmered, reaching for her as she slipped off into the morning's dew....
April is the month for Lovers....find yours and kiss her well.
Then again....!
I believe I will dedicate this week to Lovers Unsaid..... I look forward to hearing if my efforts meet with approval, from you, dear reader... from you.....
~Veritas
A collection of short stories, personal musings, poetry (just a non poet's efforts, be kind...) perhaps a photograph or three... I hope you enjoy and please, leave a note, a link or best of all, a comment.... ....do join in, become a blog follower, you never know when I might actually say something witty or God forbid, profound! My fondest hope, that the unsaid pleasures are found in the words and images I have crafted for you...you....
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Yes I agree, one should have a lover, to kiss on the lips and kiss all over:)
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