Feeling between creases
Underneath denim shorts
Thin underwear bunches

Polka dot panties
Harmonizing to her
Most intimate ante

Like a thong
A thin seamless
Binds my attention

Bundled in between
Two bubbly cheeks
Where I reach

Over and under
Thin conforming fabric
Swept softly down

Sublime textured base
Grasping her warmth
Cloth gently pulled

Into my palm
As I reach
For her intimates

Past her voluptuous
Back to a
More private rest

Where a silk
Daisy threatens bloom
Undercloth pushed aside

Between her shirt
And her skin
My hands wander

Seeking two straps
Of her brassiere
To unclasp them

Gingerly in withdraw
To give attention
To her shirt

Pulling it up
Over her arms
In purpose revealing

Her illustrious chest
Bearing soft breasts
Unveiled by clothing

Red jasper gems
Taut by tongue
As I kiss

So kissing them
As feeling her
Is so meaningful

Underneath what remains
Of the scraps
Of waist straps

Hearing subtle clues
Whispers in ear
Unplanned quiet sighs

Rapid breath exhaled
As it can
Be between kisses

Over and under
Sweat on forehead
Tension composure released

In dim light
Of her otherwise
Quiet blue bedroom

Published by Jake Thomas Shaw

Concerned with memory, currency, and destiny, I strive to capture each one as they happen. Join me and consume reality! Radio Reality. City!

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