a study toward sonnet #946 by FisherKingKQJ
You tipped up my chin with a finger pad,
Your beautiful head forward sped and south,
My lips the plunder much too swiftly had,
You covered my dry gob with your wet mouth.
You bearhugged me to you, expert with youth,
Your left arm captured my shoulder blades,
Your right arm cradled my bum, suave uncouth,
Your hot tongue probed my liquid mouth in raids.
Your kisses were impetuous, yet dealt in grades,
Your captive heart thudded on my squashed breasts,
Your touches of my spine felt trembling shades,
I fought off feebly all your groping quests.
Long I had dreamed of falling in your clasp,
You busied now, undoing a brassiere hasp.
(Chorus)
o $10,000,000 clasp
o $10,000,000 grip
o $10,000,000 hold
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