MIDSUMMER: RAY

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*By GILDA LILY*

One more turn of the Wheel to go!
Rated NC-17 for m/m sex.
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em, would love to, am plotting
a kidnapping.
(c) June 1, 1998

He is like a child,
Excited and happy
As he breathes in
Fresh air,
The sun caressing
His face
As he ruffles
Dief's fur.

He loves the country,
Free from steel
And concrete,
Able to *breathe*
As he stretches
His limbs.

And *what* limbs!
Strong and healthy,
Able to wrap
Around me
While his eyes
Glaze with passion.

Or he spreads them wide
To allow my entrance
While a groan rips
From gentle depths.

He sheds his shirt
And perfection glows
In the light of day,
Nipples as pink
As blooming rosebuds
As he coyly flutters
His feathery lashes
And bounds off into
Cool, dark woods.

Ah, my woodsprite,
Here I come.

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