Erotica for Insomniacs Posted by sierrakummings on May 3, 2015 Posted in: Weekly Musings. Tagged: insomnia, poem, poetry. 2 Comments Soft and inviting, she waits, beckons me, pliant, as I sink into her welcoming warmth. My bliss — my beloved bed. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Posts navigation ← Ego’s Kiss Unrequited Love →
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