Mercy me…
Mercy me
We are dancing slow and easy to the blues, her body moving and grooving to the sound. Her eyes are closed, her shoes are off and her hips are feeling every note.
I whispered to her wanting ear, you make me feel so good. Mercy me, you are so damn beautiful. Your kiss, so sweet, so tender, like the taste of the ambrosia wine.
You are my honey wine, my sweetest place I ever had known.
She laughed and she kissed my neck and lips. She whispered. Love be sweet, love be damned. You make me want to live and die in your arms. Let’s us fall into the songs and let’s us make believe. Love is forever and you and I.
Believe, you are my love alone and only, and I’m, all you need.
Johnnie/Coyote
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Thank you my friend.
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Always happy to share your words, My Friend!!!
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Thank you my friend. You are very kind.
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Ah… a dance of love… 👏
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Thank you for reading and the comment. Good jazz and romance. Nice combination.
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