The foot rub

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your strong hands softly, tickled
my female feet; and the
energy
locked inside
your oil-slicked thumbs
so pushing in all the right places; rubbing round;
and around
and into
FLESH

moaning; groaning
desperate for you…
and feeling
the
HEAT
rising
upward…

…where your eyes;
see my nakedness
open and glistening,
waiting;
and you also..

rise.

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Poetry: Woman of poems | Art: Samarel
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