As always, thoughts are welcome.
Good call, G. Hair is highly visual.
blonde cascades spill
over you
what the softest of
strands fail to cover
my mouth will provide
whispers of locks
caressing skin
falling haphazardly
across the elongated form
that is you
lips
enough hair to spill ’round
both our heads
blocking the light
as we kiss
throat
temple of amber tones
distinct male scent
my lips linger here
wisp of tongue
chest
silken tresses across your flesh
gentle reminders
a promise yet to
come
manhood
a breath to spare
and a glance given
to the rise of you
…not just yet
thighs
tension builds as lips indulge
my hair lay gently
over your mast creating
a flaxen flag of surrender
it’s time
my mane, my pride
crown of my head
fans out, shimmers in the light
as I glorify in your cock
run your fingers through
golden waves
stroke it
gently hold my head
while my mouth embraces you
Cascades (an erotic poem) by
Christina Schmidt
armedwithcoffee.com
Great post! 🌸
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