a study toward sonnet #857 by FisherKingKQJ
I heard the solemn brass burr of his zip,
My cotton dress slipped down around my feet,
He gripped my triceps, took care not to trip,
I sensed between us two a building heat.
He slowly raised his piercing eyes to greet,
My fervent eyes, small hairs rose on my nape
And lower arms, our breathing shallow and fleet,
At arms length he appraised my hourglass shape.
His dry kiss on my brow felt like soft crepe,
I nodded that he grab and hold me tight,
Each gentle, sexy squeeze of his I'd ape
With one clench of my own, we shared blindsight.
On my eyelids I felt his cool silhouette,
Onto sheets we did a toppling pirouette.
(Chorus)
o $10,000 silhouette
o $10,000 outline
o $10,000 template
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