If I touch myself
Where I want your lips to roam
Would that be so naughty of me
If I linger
Longer than I should
In areas that plea for contact
Would that be so wickedly wanton
If I feel your fingers
Running through my hair
Beyond my shoulder
Down my vertebrae
Seeking my underground chamber
If I cry out your name
While in my happy place
Tell me, should I cover my mouth
So nobody else can hear

Quiet by all means!!!!!
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Let it out.. and enjoy yourself..".expectation is often the grandest part of pleasure....remembrance the grander part of leisure".. I said that..larry
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Damn nice poem too ! lar