Monday, 9 April 2018

the next move

 from the shadows to cast my eye...
to watch u watching me....u may not see the sleepy gaze that eats u up.
the 'come hither' look, unashamedly lurking in the grey depths.
i wonder what your next move may be...
will u ask me to step out of the shadows, perplexed at my quiet willingness to grant u
certainty of what my intent be?
u may have the courage of a hungry lustful man and approach with a certainty!
to cup my breasts and kiss them...gently...savouring the softness and contrasting hardness of 
nipples aroused. 
whatever it may i love looking at u and licking my lips
in anticipation of your next move...RB.

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