Shaded Pleasure

From where I lay shaded in your presence
A prayer I say, thankful
That I am the one here
About to receive this blessing of fulfillment
Your legs and inner thighs are warm
Like branches shielding me from summer’s heat
Summer hasn’t yet strayed too far into winter’s arms
She’s here making a home in the sanctuary of your enclosed flower
She will bloom only from the wet touch of my tongue
Whispering her passion for only my ears to hear
The night is listening afraid to close her eyes
Wanting to steal just a moment of our pleasure
Nights like these are what we all live to experience in this life.


Jean-Pierre, Dean
9:05pm….5-23-06…
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