BATHWATER
(Improvisational)
By Josh
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Porscelin white skin,
Dripping wet drops of passion,
Off your long ivory legs,
Your smile shaded inside my purple robe,
Breasts bouncing beneath freedom,
You smile, your brown hair draping over my shoulder,
Hands gift wrap around my waist,
Eyes fluttering as your body presses behind me,
Excitement trails through those tendrals that tingle at the tasty thought of me,
And when we kiss, I feel your heartbeat,
Spark as we start a ferocious fire,
Inside such warm bathwater....
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