Between Your Legs (I Had Sex) #Poetry

I will find restoration held between your slender legs. It is all we’ve got, in this paradise lost, in this sweaty reclaim, to a feeling we’d forgot. Going down is not an art, but a way of keeping young. I went Down, I licked, I kissed She moaned, Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh and i could only here her siren of love Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhh With Your Every Moan I am … Continue reading Between Your Legs (I Had Sex) #Poetry