Hip Rhythm
by Frank Mort Jr.
Wednesday, December 04, 2002
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"Hip Rhythm" Copyright2002.FrankMortJr.
Your hair,
flows with the wind.
Side to side,
rhythm with,
sway of your hips.
Taste your,
full sweet lips.
Breasts so firm,
full of babes milk.
Skin softer than,
finest silk.
Deep hidden secrets,
of your Soul.
Sets women &men,
a-fire from a-far.
Loving you from,
morning to dusk.
Tasting Heavenly musk.
Earth not worthy,
of your presence.
Heaven is not,
Heaven without you.
Purest Angel.
I beg you
Stay on this,
forbidden planet,
Until I die.
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