after soaking in a long bath together you rub me down and i’ll be damned, you see I just bought these towels and they’re clearly defunct because the more you dry me the wetter I get
Happy Thursday, Christina Schmidt, MA armedwithcoffee.com
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Posted by:Christina Schmidt, MA
I'm an author, poet, and occasional blogger. Inspiration is everywhere.
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9 replies to towel (an erotic poem)
Ummm what brand are those towels again? lol. Nice write.
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Ummm what brand are those towels again? lol. Nice write.
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Don’t recall but I can assure you they are the fluffiest towels money can buy 😃😂 Cheers!
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LOL, Cheers..
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Lovely poem
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What a lovely poem, it captures that erotic moment and the intimate scene beautifully.
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Thank you 🙂
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
MATURE MATERIAL
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Very nice! (Maybe ‘deficient’ rather than ‘defunct’?)
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Thanks! I considered that but, nah. Defunct has more punch.
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