Poems By Ruth Miller

i feel your sex
wet warm pillow talk
soft lips
suddenly surround my tongue
oil softly slides forth
musk
white teeth tug
my nipples
muscles female strength you pull me up
I surrender my mouth to your kisses
my mind to your love

sitting back here chores done
others upstairs
i close my eyes
and visualise
the feel of your warmth
lips against my neck
fingers light touching
my cheeks glowing
I break the silence
and our still embrace
a small cry
brushing blonde hairs
from my face
smoothing my
dress
hands resting there
there and there
in that place
I uncross my legs
slowly
pushing myself forward
I stand
pulling you closer
we dance across
this empty
space

I just did not know what to do
sitting quite still
admiring
not only your intelligence
the assertive way you handled those men
but the curve of your buttocks
in that tight skirt
the gorge between breasts as you
leaned forward
towards
me
proving your point
by making my panties damp
shit
could you smell me?
is that why you smiled?
feline feminine
grace
hot minx
total stranger
I wanted you
imagined us rolling on the floor
fingers in hair
licked my lips secretly
ran home
hooked up the internet
girlskissing.co.uk
gallery 17
top right
it could be us
in my dreams
another secret
I think I love you
if you ever read this
would you remember me
blonde girl
blue jeans
lace top
blue silk jacket
30's athletic figure
nice smile
nice eyes
watching you
friday 2pm
Manchester Royal Theatre
tea room
table by the far window

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