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She served him tea in a china cup
Watched his first tentative sips Smiled at his appreciation Ran a tongue over full red lips He watched her move around the room Skirt swinging with enticing grace Knew he was enraptured Felt his pulses race She danced a dance of allure for him Clothes dropping to the floor Left the room fully naked Not fully closing the door She served him tea in a china cup Strong unsweetened with no milk Slid herself onto his knee A move of rustling silk She served him tea in a china cup Thin porcelain enhancing the taste Held the cup to his waiting lips Felt his arm slip around her waist They drank that tea together A special type of sharing Nose buried in her hair breathing The perfume she was wearing And she slid slowly from his knee Leaving him wanting more As they kissed one last time And she closed and locked her door Vote for this poem
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