Soft days of perfect light
Filled with earthy sights and sounds
Bring joy
And peace.
Walking though the day
Holding your hand,
Seeing your mouth curve just for me,
And sharing this sensory heaven
Makes my heart race.
The evening will be full
Of skin
And kissing
And more.
Right now I want you
To take me against that tree,
To run your hand up my thigh
And touch my wetness.
Yes, I know we could be seen
But my body does not care.
I want you.
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