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Her A poem by anon. Her skin, smooth as silk and soft as my toddler's bottom. Her hair black as night, shiny as a brand new penny, freshly washed every time I see her. Her eyes dark, deep, a window to a woman no one knows as I know her. Her lips full and defined, the envy of every man and woman who sees her and me on her arm. Her voice deep, strong yet gentle, and the most soothing sound there is in the world. Her breasts small, round, tight, absolutely perfect. Her stomach the epitome of sexiness. Her mound a rose - there is no more accurate description. Her scent the definition of femininity, godliness. Her heart open, warm, welcoming. Her mind brilliant, sensitive, giving. She is like no other person in the world...anywhere. ABOUT THE AUTHOR I am a woman simply expressing my love for another. |
LESBIAN STORIES sapphic erotica written by women. |
