Her passionate kiss

Been getting a peak on my lips

Last night I got heat,


And this wolf howls,


Wet, hot,

Was that her tongue?

I waa told that was not a kiss she wanted,

Shocked as I was,

Not appauled,

What responce was correct?

I just smiled like a cat,

Yes cats smile,

Betchja chickens do to!

Have a TBI.

Brain dammage without blood,

Came out at forty,

I don’t sex up my love while she sleeps.

I don’t kiss with wet mouth.

Uncle Norm Heike kissed as Grampa Paul wet mouth,


I was always wiping off their kiss,

I tried not to look like deer in head lights.

Now is it aggression she wants?

Well mores the pity I guess,

All I can give is all I am

Just the poet I am.

One soft butch,

Named Val.

Published by Val's Whitewolf Media

Val's Whitewolf Media Anchor PodCast and I write here on WordPress. I read books and instill others how importand writing stories readers down. in readers their stories matter.I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words.

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