Reach for Sky

Short soft hair

Frames perfect face

Brown eyes wide with pleasure

Plump lips with a smile trace


Salt and lavender

Savory and spicy yet

Sweet tasting

Her lips gorgeous and wet


Her hips buck us closer

And our lips finally meet

Her lips drenched, ecstatic

Mine not willing to leave


I flick my tongue

Her pleasure takes soar

My lips trail her lips

Her body begs for more


My fingers play along

Bringing delighted sounds

My head is spinning

As she reaches then comes down


My heart leaps

And I kiss with joy

So thankful for this loving girl

Whose face could've fallen Troy.


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