Down

 

 

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)