Lost

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Lost

It's squeezed into my palm,the smell,the aroma surrounds my home.
I press both hands together,let me be now,don't bother.
Let my hand fall where it may,towards my inner thigh,lets go play.
Eyes shut completely,I'm ready for my relief.
A sigh leaves my lips as they part,so fast is the paste of my heart.
I feel my body shake and wonder if you caught that..
Yea ready to feel all of you straight from the back.
I thrust my hips upward,the sensation was incredible.
Please come to me now and taste.I'm so edible


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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

Petitemami’s Poems (36)

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Is it.. 0
You Should 0
Happy Bday D 0
Just like U 2
Extra 4
Happy Belated Bday Mama 0
I owe you 1
Got time 0
NO 1
On the road again 1
Fairytales 0
Not 2 me 0
Hurricane 0
bLisS 0
Can We.. 0
Brainfreeze 0
U lose 0
Emotions 0
Darkness 0
Undescribable 0
Lost 0
THESTRUGGLE 1
Don't cheat urself, Treat urself 0
Still 0
Position 1
Worry-less 1
On the way up... 1
What is it? 0
Pin Up Gyrl 0
Tell 'em u love 'em 1
Lightskin 1
I am Ready 3
I knew 1
1 Hr. 0
In the moment(s) 0
Untitled 0