Just a Trace

As your lips trace my pulsing heart
down to my ample breasts,
please don’t stop there my love
continue on your quest
I have missed your rough-hewn hands
upon my peach smooth skin
I ache for you to take my soul soaring high again

©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse: Quadrille #77 Ace of Poems

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