Tales Of Miss Scarlett

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Midnight Silhouette

The outline of your profile

The heat from your skin on my shoulder

My fingertips grazing your thighs

My feet tracing the bones of your toes

That is how I shall remember you

Your midnight silhouette

Your cologne

My sweet lullaby

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The Scarlett Sensation

Fingers are my weakness.

They have a direct path to an elusive spot

and when you mix that with tongue….

….moisture flows.

Mountains; Kilimanjaro in resemblance

But you don’t stomp up these mountains

you gotta float up

with warm breath and a tongue that caresses

and soon….

…peaks appear.

Tease me

Tempt me

Bite me

Screw me.

Knees hit sheets as he plows and he grinds

Innately

Naturally

Instinctively

Biologically.

I succumb.

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