How do I love thee, she said? Let me count with my fingers....
On one well manicured hand is maintained long luxurious nails
That scratch your skin leaving passion trails that for days linger
On the other hand my nails are trimmed
Come hither I beckon and answer your whims
Pleasuring a walnut sized spot
Seeing you writhe and twist moaning with passion sought
Answering your odd bit of kink
Loving when I take you to the brink
Of pleasure and seduction and raging release
The amazing things I can do on my knees
You bring out in me the sexual store
As kid in a candy shoppe I want more
I'll hand it to you in more ways than one
Using my hands has never been more fun
Thursday, January 14, 2010
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