Emerald Love
by Sopphey Vance

He waits for her at the edge of his bed.
Hands behind his head,
a world of fantasies flash across
his grinning eyes.
His legs are crossed,
still in duress of his business suit and tie.
She comes to him,
emerald night gown flutters
right above the curve of her thighs.
A translucent emerald ember,
she crawls up from his feet to his hips.
Crouching,
venom for passion pulsing in her veins,
she places a finger on his lips.
Her mouth moves down over him,
holding him in her mouth through his clothes.
Whispering encouragements
while pursing her lips around him.
Sopphey Vance is poet living life through art, grace, and love.
http://www.sopphey.com
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