Brown Eye Girl

A brown eye girl comes to me,
as I am in the shower,
humming as she undress,
as she then joins me,
in the morning light,
steam rises as the hot water soaks use both,
caressing and touching our bodies,
all lathered with soap,
she asks me to take her deeply,
and hard I enter,
giving us both what we desire.

poem by Walter C. Edwards
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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