Fulfilled
by Jennifer Rightmyer
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Our first time together.
You kiss my berry lips
So tenderly.
As I unwrap myself
From my shell
Your hands search
My body:
Uncovering every hill
And valley.
My Flesh is like a peach
That you devour.
Your love
Melts in my mouth
As we bring one another
To pleasure.
The fruits of our passion
Ignite.
And I no longer have to wait
Until I dream
To feel the touch of your hands
On my skin
And the weight of your being
On my body.
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