Masturbation Monday,  Poems

Monday Mood

Kiss me slowly while the storm rolls in and
I’ll bite you softly as the lightning strikes
(just the way you like it)
Rub your face in my neck, and in my sweet wetness, the way a dog rolls in the scent of a thing he finds delicious
We have never kissed in the rain
(I’d remember)
But we will
Perhaps today
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