by Cadence Beret

This poem is featured in the Sensualism category of Cadent Poems and contains content that may not be suitable for everyone.

Your magic wand
Like a feathered brush
Slid along my thighs
    then like a magic trick
        abracadabra – ooh la la!
    it disappeared so quick
As it slid and slode
So comfortably
Into my abode

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