By B.K.
Date: 2011 May 18
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Neuron Finger Foods

Your fingertips stroke my brow
Then slowly the sides of my face
One finger glides down my nose
Then does an Olympic dive
Into a finger kiss flicker
The back of your hand in whisper strokes
Sweeps softly down my chin and throat
You mischievously stop.. at the top of cleavage
Giving me that wicked grin
I quiver and whimper sigh
Then in a quick look of.. do you dare try...wink
This is when real lips move in...

Guess who wins

bk May 18, 2011