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In my mind

I still can see you

lying on clean crisp sheets

so white

your warm male body with its

tempting black,black hair

everywhere

so inviting

like night

caressing the dawn's first hint

of light

such sensuous scenes in my head

makes my tummy clench

and my mouth long to reach out

and brush

any offered trail of warm male skin

your hand

your cheek

your chest

your thigh

whichever warm adornment of man

that you will allow me first to touch

that I would for you

gladly

orally

caress and delight in

so, so much

I wouldn't complain

not even once

instead

I'd smile like an all knowing siren

and lay invitingly supine

I gasp when I fully recall

what we've shared

the umpteen times  our teasing

tongues entwined

ravenous for the others taste

how my mouth lives with the trembling

memories of your warm wet dragging kisses

so gently brutal upon my pale soft skin

sipping at my deep well of love for you

is beyond its yearning heart's comprehension

I only know that my remembering makes me ache

so sweetly

in places you now know so intimately

to have you as such once again

why heaven could take a backseat

when you're so deeply anchored

to my frantically clutching feminine core

so the question is

do you care to give this us we've become

an encore

and bring this woman throbbingly back to life?

If so

then know

that this

lovely soul's door

is open for you as well

so be careful of what you really want

because

before

I only loved you

where as now

all of me

loves all of you

and he who can not handle that

responsibility

should not dabble in my

emotion's generosity

(April 29,2000 6pm)