By jack
Date: 23 February 2001
shadow, I
Shadow, I, hover near
to watch this sight unfold,
each and every spoon
to luscious lips its home.
While in betwixt a bite i see,
her hand to drift so lazily
down to cup a breast most sweet.
To watch this breast shiver
as in its own hands its held,
is almost as distracting,
as watching her tongue taste each spoon
of rocky-road chocolate syrup covered ice-cream
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