Poetry

The Mouth of Marsha (#279)

Some say she is the mouth of the south,
But lord, I love that sweet mouth,

Her song is but a whisper yet sweet,
Her mindset strong, her kiss absolute heat,

Tidal wave of warmth in every embrace,
My emotions are tie-dyed in every case,

Soft and petite,
Sassy and sweet.

Any Thoughts?

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