“afternoon sighs” by scheherazade
scheherazade’s sighs
echo soundless
sunlight dancing
upon oval face
dear bluebeard
so cold far away
let me love you
through my whispers
delicate slender arms
gently entwining
strong silent fingers
ardently stroking
soft round breasts
pressed firmly against
deep passionate kisses
breathing in your lips
feathery tongues of fire
lightly teasing
slowly easing
your tenseness away
deep deep deep
inside a hazy
afternoon sleep

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