WILD…

My Mister MY MISSed-her
She felt it in the way he
Kissed her –he wished for
Her longing for her love
Returned—Unknowingly
She always thought of him
Her Mister, the only one she
Wanted to kiss her…Her Mister
Surely missed her and shared
With her the depths of his hearts
Mind, the inside of his soul
It showed, it told his love for
Her was real…his Miss

Never could he ever not
Let her insist, her energies
Captured him even matched
His—his babes, his baby
His lady his woman—the mother
Of his future children
The strength to match his
Bold passion, the sweetness
She offers through her compassion

Her kisses, his hands, his
Lips her lower waste that
Expands, his chocolate—ness
His kiss, the muscles in his
Arms, the scents she’s
Allowed to sniff as her closeness
Clings to his, her everything
He wants to feel, his treasures
Concealed…hers spilled
Their tongues continue to
Collide, while their minds
Drive them wild…

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