©March 2000 by Tanti
A Greek. She's greek
The way her voice flows.
The soft syllabels off her tongue, like honey.
Oh, call me sweet and I shall be that honey.
And her kiss; it's truly devine.
Coffe colored skin, so soft to touch.
I love to touch
Feirce love is how she gives.
Gentle surrender again and again.
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