Mirror to My Soul by Heather Mirassou
A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.
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Her breasts translucentHer nipples erectHer hips wide and curvyThey smell of lifeHer lips searchingHe stiffensHis mustache debonairShe chases him as they sit togetherHis lips voluptuousThey know where to goHis eyes mesmerizingShowing strengthPalm to palmWaiting for her to feelHer heart wide openShe opens to releaseWhat he is asking forThey pour togetherShe catches himShe sings a love…
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Nearly naked exceptA dangling Marlboro cigaretteExpertly stroking his loverFingers caress a slender bodyMethodically engulfing aromaThe sweet smell of sexSwollen lips surroundWaves of rapture quiverEyelashes and eyeballs flutterSinking into oblivionHead bobbing like a pendulumSavoring his lustInhaling smoke languidlySucking every last toxin