He traces the polka dots on my skin with the tip of his tongue,
Connecting them with long slow licks.
He nuzzles against my curves,
Bites down on my stretch marks,
Kisses my laugh lines.
When I was younger,
And firmer,
And smoother,
And thinner,
And all the other things young people are,
I was loved because I was beautiful.
With him,
I am beautiful because I am loved.
(This photo set was taken for Sinful Sunday #621, hosted by the always-lovely Molly from Molly’s Daily Kiss. The theme this week was “Vintage/Retro. I hope you enjoy!)
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Fabulous images, and what a beautiful poem!
Oh I love these shots, I’m a sucker for polka-dots.
Also love the written part as well
I love the 50s pin up feel, utterly gorgeous!
Love the bra. I am all about the polka dots
Molly
Oh yes … I love polka dots, and love yours here … both on AND off !!!
Xxx – K