Holy One

Legs spread
Just enough room to fill
Fold the layers aside and lap
Around your engorging skin

Arms wide
Could there be a more delicious sin
Cuff you up
Make your head spin

Bent forward
Mounds raised to the heavens
Heaving chest and hips
Your hair a tangled whip

Lips thick
Curled around the tip
Swallowed deep and warm
Shudder spent and calm

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