My Sweet poetic muse..., a short story by Alt.Knight. Date added: 2010-12-11. Times viewed: 1512.

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Intro: for you...: I long to see my pretty muse
Dressed only in her high heeled shoes
I’d grant whatever she desires
For in me, she, such passion fires
for subtle turn of slender leg
I’d go down on my knees and beg
That I were just allowed to kiss
The foot of my poetic miss
Then slowly raise my lips on high
To kiss on up her creamy thigh
Then let my eager tongue caress
Her hands then in my hair to press
My ever eager smiling face
Into her willing warm embrace
With heady scent I kiss her lips
They part and in my tongue then slips
Her legs held wide, I hear her moan
The sweetest taste I’ve ever known
With my tongue then I thus abuse
My passion filled poetic muse.

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