My partner is at her most beautiful, Early in the morning, When her hair is tussled, And her make-up sits on the bathroom counter, Her face clean, With a gorgeous smile, Enticing me to kiss her, I bask in her unpainted beauty, Giving thanks to whatever god deemed us to be.
Tag: sensual
HAY STACKS ARE FOR OLD LOVERS
Her hair grey like an overcast day, Enchanting me with her sly smile, As we hide away in the hay, Like young lovers on the sly. We huddle in a pile, Carressing each other, Hushing our whispers, As we enjoy our secret smiles.
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