I stretch on the sand
relaxed and well-tanned
feel the cool air wisp my body
so soft—
thinkin’ of you
strokin’ me like a flute
playin’ my soul
that been saddened
and mute —
the heat of the sun
is burning my buns
and pucker me
swollen with sup
feelin’ you here
my sweet love, my dear,
succulently sipping my cup.
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Your skin feels the hot sand
Longing for my touch
Closing your eyes
Feel the warmth
Known feeling
Down your belly
Asking me to come
Closer
Taste your breasts
Stiffly suck them
Just to hear your light moan
“You are here My Love—
Finally here.”
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LoveNotes ©Yakira Shimoni Fulks duet with My Love
Aug. 12, 2020 | OC California
Crystalline California | I Want to Love you
What a sizzler of a duo offering. Felt the heat from here and today is wet and cold and the central heating is on. You transported me Kira. This was scorchio and so very tastefully done. Hot buns eh:)) Love your artwork too my friend.
Steamy write. I like how you call to senses other than sight. Tyfs
Words to warm the world; your video’s full of gentle movement, a few subtle shadows added – clever. Was/is the music, instruments by family? It danced me just a little too awake but not complaining, five-ish, on a wet, dark UK morning when sleep has a mind of its own anyway! Feeling that ‘other’ world is hidden away a while, memories out there somewhere, beautiful. Kira, it’s been a visit worth its weight in tidal comings and goings Thank you so much! Take care, keep safe.