Cuticle Cream..........
Contributed by
chard
on
Thursday, 29th May 2003 @ 10:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
LovePoetry
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As she, comfortably, sits before me. Exposing the fruits that nourish a man's beginning.
I adore, the way she,
caresses, healing cream onto the tips of my fingers. Where the cuticle's bleed from neglect. They where yearning for the touch of an angel.
The ceiling fan spin's, within my peripheral, at the top of your head. As I look into your eyes, you chuckle, and cheeze...Not knowing just how much your pleasing me.
This cream massage is a small act. Initiated by a quick thought. Yet it creates wave's of great tide's, in the back of my eye's, I see your heart. It cant hide..
My cuticles feel nice....
No longer crispy or dry. Inside, my heart sighs, relief has arrived.
Arrived in the form of a caramel surprise, making me high,
I hold the back of your head as I kiss your lips,
hoping you can feel the love emoting from my fingertips...
A deep gaze followed by a soft peck on the cheek, your love is so sweet,
Where's the pumice stone? I want to do your feet..
Saw off the dead skin, and soak your joints in oil.
Reciprocation is the key, so our Love never spoils.
Cuticle cream means, so much more to me,
it's an expression of your love, in the form of a "little thing".
Copyright ©
chard
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2003-05-29 10:35:00] (Date/Time posted on
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