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Sensuality

Poem By Peter Jones

The sun pours in across the room
And lights us warm in our embrace.
A fond caress in afternoon
As we share this secret place.
Such gentle curves now fill my sight,
Your waist now draped across my thigh:
The skin so smooth and creamy white
I stroke your neck and make you cry.

Your body sings to my soft touch:
Heart now beating faster.
I love you oh so very much:
Sweet beloved Stratocaster.

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Massive init! LOVE IT, what a twist.... Just as I got going....he he GREAT! well done.


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