Poem -

Barely Visible Indentations

They were always
such delicate
and pretty little
indentations,
that I could never
quite get
my head around,
nor fully
understand why
she ever
tried to hide them
in the first place ..
After all,
they served only
to mark
briefly the site
where her panties
had once been ..
And then,
leaving behind
them faint
ribbon like criss
crossed
undulations which
reminded me so
much
of old fashioned
opaque,
pink and blue
forget me not’s ..
Those which,
I once used to trace
with my
fingertips and my
tongue
and the edges
of my thumb nails
before
spooning into you
for the night ..
Each of us warmed,
feeling so safe
and perfectly sated ..

Ā 

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Neville

I don't believe you have sir .. thank you .. I am truly both honoured and grateful .. NevilleĀ 

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Jac Tales

The Roadmaps of Lovemaking & Passion. Great Verse.Ā 

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Neville

Thank you kindly Jacques šŸ˜ŽšŸ‘

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Mark Olcott

Neville, your poems seem to write themselves, effortlessly. Each perfect word in the effort chosen by the preceding one.Ā 

More to publish?

Ā 

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Neville

Hey Mark, what a really lovely thing to say sir .. You just made my day, thank you so very much & yes my friend, plenty more .. Oh' and please do please feel able to message me if you would like any information or associated details ..

Regards & all good things .. NevilleĀ 

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