Ballad of a Painted Path

Ballad Poem

Unsplash — Daniel Dvorsky

I took her on a painted path

when by a tree she stood.

I could not keep my eyes off her

whilst standing in the wood.

Her pouty lips called out to me

to touch her wanting skin.

Then reaching for her open hand

I gave her quite a spin.

She fell Into my open arms;

I kissed her deep and long.

My hands began to move on down

whilst stringing her along.

My fingertips had reached her lips,

as she began to moan!

Her music filled the open sky

while we were both alone.

We fucked upon a painted path

right by the tree she stood.

I could not keep my eyes off her

whilst fucking in the wood.

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