You bit your lip
whilst I
carefully shaved your
pubis,
your eyes dancing
between
fear and lust, wanting
to be
bare for me but
unaware how the
slanting sunshine
lit with fire the
fine down that
everywhere adorned
your
beautiful body.
(Image used by kind permission of
Holden-and-Camille.com to whom I am most grateful and you should go visit. The
poem is my imagination and is not a reflection of their lifestyle)
