Sweet Surrender
Leaning over as she lathers
My long wavy-hair
Rubbing my temples
Softly telling me
How much she cares
Feeling the hot air of her
Edger lips
Blowing on my nape
Kissing me gently
I can’t escape
Her lavender scent
the feeling much to great
She presses on
Oh give me more
Please don’t’ stop
My hair standing up
In delightfulness
My lips trembling
Her fullness enslaves me
Sweet surrender
My one and only love
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