A Door Left Ajar
by cricketjeff on January 13, 2015. © Jeff Green, All rights reserved
The door to her room was left slightly ajar
And the Moon threw a glow with the aid of a star,
Revealing a scene that’s still etched on my mind,
The most precious treasure that I’ll ever find.
Invisible forces were pulling me in
To gaze at the princess that I longed to win
The waves of her hair as it flowed from her head
Like flashes of gold on the white of her bed
Her shoulders curved softly to arms that would be
So warmly caressing when wrapped around me.
The sound of her breathing crept into the air
So sweetly seductive to anyone there.
A beautiful bottom, part covered by silk,
The colour of cream on the top of the milk
Two legs slightly parted, concealing between
The prettiest pussy that I’d ever seen.
Play-acting at sleeping, so artfully placed
Perfection improved by pretending she’s chaste.
I half heard her whisper, I half saw her smile,
I half read the message designed to beguile
She turned on her back and she bade me lie down
The queen of the night playing court to her clown
No thought, of resistance, no dreams were denied
My whole felt her pleasure as I slipped inside.
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