She lay serenely in the afterglow
The
sweat of passion spent
Vaporized
and no more
Her
hair tousled, Frames a peaceful face
The
red glow of the cheeks still visible
Her
eyes resting, her mouth open slightly
Her
full lips still moist, her pale skin smooth
No
hint remains of what passed
The
contortions of orgasm
Which
were etched into her innocent face
Linger
no more but shall again soon
She
lies beneath a silken sheet
Stretched
more tightly across her breasts
Showing
them in sharp relief
The
cool air from the open window
Arouses
her nipples
Which
stand proud through the silk
She
murmurs in her sleep and squirms in unison
As
her arousal continues elsewhere
If
her lover does not return
Her
satisfaction will be in her own hand
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