Moochie’s Mementos (and a pic or two)

His hands drive me wild

the look of them -
fingers with pads
roughened with time
and use

because he uses those hands
and those fingers
palming me
as he would a fruit
losing himself in my feel
meant
for savoring

A toy needing to be played with
needing to be explored
with those hands
that sit across from me
as I sip my coffee
wanting nothing more
than to feel him

His fingers roaming over my slit
until the dampness
coats us both
and the taste of need

Is in each kiss
Your words are as delicious as you are.❤
 
Busy.
You will get there
And a little breath
A deep one soon
But wait
And see
Distant dreams
A soft place
Space for us
With time
To not be busy
And to just be
Together
Wrapped up
In nothing but
The feel of each other
A meltiness
That sounds like
Soft rain
Falling in the canopy
As you ride.
Very, romantic.
 
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