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Blades Of Grass

by Michael Defries

Watching them together was exciting;

She lay there cradled in his arms; some pixie – she was,
Sitting there in mini-high; -skirt driven up her thighs;
It was short, and even, remarkably delicate for her flesh;

Showing; even - his hands-run slowly across her waistline
Gripping with finger-tight; tensed in to| - Feeling the flesh of her;
Eyes closed with pause | – ending – | In spoken;silence.

03/09/2010

Posted on 03/10/2010
Copyright © 2025 Michael Defries

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