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Last review's offering was from a Clevelandpoetics the Blog reader as is this week's selection.
her skin alabaster
he drinks her in with his greedy eyes
he lingers on
the gentle curve of her side
the space between bottom rib and rounded hip
he reaches yearning
his skin blue black, nearly ebony
to touch to feel to linger
her gaze never leaving his face
a sigh escapes him
his hand fits exactly into her curve
as though it was always there
just for him