Nature's lipstick in my Hand...
she does not disappoint,
she does not hesitate,
she does not even for a second, make me wait
as she rolls inside my hand
as she takes a feministic stand
as she fights against the tide
as she catches my mouth open wide
I gasp with anticipation
as I raise her to my lips
I am totally in submission
as blooddrops form in bondage strips
amuse me and fuse with me
play with all my senses
beautify that which is on show
and share in nature's salty lipstick awakening
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