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Lost In Ecstasy



I feed her radiant red strawberries

slowly, she bites off the ends

I trace the juices upon the bare flesh of her skin

my lips tasting the moisture of both

my mouth hungering as it travels south,

lingering with each breath

savoring each caress

consuming each breast.



She arches high

whispering sweet sighs

longing for my touch

I need her so much,

my hands go behind

pressing her close

my cheek in her hair

her warmth so near,

lost in the folds of her beauty

drinking in the love of ecstasy.



© BRIAN GLENN