Another Sunday Morning

Posted on by Beast in Poetry

Another Sunday morning, 

Bed empty beside.

But I can see you there,

If I close my eyes.

I can feel you,

Not in hand but in heart.

I can hear you,

If listen real hard.

Another Sunday morning,

Led here at home.

But if I quieten my mind,

You’re here, I’m not alone.

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One thought on “Another Sunday Morning”

  1. You’re never alone!
    So make c***y moan!
    That’s why she’s there
    Sans her underwear
    Tease her, and lick
    Rub her with your perfect d**k
    Pretend you’re on my magic carpet
    And ride daddy❤️

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