Buck naked rapture
on an unmade bed,
no time for unpacking
just yet...
New homes must be christened
so we made love instead!
Now we are satisfied sillness
and playfully design
new sexual positions
from erotic shadows slinking
through bedroom blinds...
In no time at all
we're tangles of giggles and limbs
reenacting a christening
all over again...
Author notes
Image Prompt/50 Words ~ More Or Less ~ [56 Words] [Edits-2]
A contest entry
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Comments
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ok, now I have a newfound appreciation of christenings!

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WOW HOT HOT HOT!!!!!


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The joy in the silliness speaks volumes in the category of love. Wonderfully done.

Love, Tom B.





