Stubble ~ Love, Sex And Poetry

Stubble ~ Love, Sex And Poetry
By: Linda A. Long

My legs
Spread a little
Wider
While I listened
To you talk
All I could think about
Was feeling
The stubble
On your face
Rubbing against
My thighs
I grew wetter
With anticipation
As I drifted
And thought about
You rubbing
Your stubbled skin
Against my welcoming thighs
I listened
While you talk
You were raising
My erotic longings
Giving voice
To
Aphrodite
Whom begs
Humbly
For the attention
Of your beautiful eyes
Let me
Whisper
My wet desires
Into your ear
And beg
You to
Rub your stubble
Against my breasts
Don’t forget to
Brush it
Against my nipples
Waiting erect
For your
Rough skin
To set mine
On fire
With lust
For the man
That sparks
My words into
Creation
I want your
Stubble
Against my inner thigh
Rubbing coarsely
As you lick
My wetness
Calling your name
In orgasmic release
I am grateful
You are back
In my realm
If only
Temporarily
I am grateful
You were
Close enough
For me
To sense you
Ever so deliciously
Between my legs
Now wet
With desire for you
I exclaim
An orgasmic
Thank you
I needed to
Feel you
Hear you
Sense you
To create
And nourish
Our connectedness
As I spread my legs
To feel
The stubble on your face
Against my soft thigh
You say my name
And remind me
Once again
I am yours
Only yours
I am always happy
When you are near
Now go down
And rub your
Stubbled face
Against my thighs
Until I scream
Your name

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Life Is Best When Lived Passionately 

NOTE: So, did I ever mention I enjoy the way stubble feels against my skin?😉😂😂💋❤🔥🙌🦄

I’m grateful I’m on a poetic roll. My Muse has been near by & nourishing my inner Aphrodite 🙌🙌💋🙏🔥

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