Form follows function
Her form
Follows function
As simple as that
Like a cat
Measured steps
Hesitating press
Upon elegant legs
Decide
Muscular move
Light press
Sets standing sure
A sauntered approach
As her body light
Begins the brush
Of contact
Against that
Which she desires
The blow glances
Increases the chances
That her slight touch
Is felt
The gentle rub
Of her tilted head
Yet
Her closed eyes see all
As beckoning lips
Seduce sweet
At my touch
Her back arches
Rising pleasure
To meet the touch
But
But
Am I touching her
Or is she
Rising to meet me
Thought drowned out
By
A gentle purr
Sounds deep pleasure rumbling
The passion embodied
In secret moves
Hidden in the caress
Of one to the other
Cumulating in
Her rising chin
As head arches to the sky
Visions of closed eyes
Complete
Her form
Follows function
As simple as that
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