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by Kate Demeree

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Who is this wanton woman?
This greedy wench I behold
Never did I think to be
So brazen and so bold
Love you whispered
In my ear
Words both low and sweet
You erased my fear
Swept me off my feet
Willingly I came to you
Eager for your touch
My inner self was shaking
Needing you so much
Again your words
Touched me in places
Dark and deep
Your lips causing
Moans from my
Mouth to creep
Hot liquid fire
Shoots through my core
Soft and insistent
Echoes the word
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04/28/2003

Posted on 04/28/2003
Copyright © 2024 Kate Demeree

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Christina Bruno on 05/02/03 at 10:46 AM

Oh man! I can relate to this, its great!

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