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On A Nearby Hill
In a garden by a pool , she spread her wealth ,
A blanket's width of treasures.......
I watched from a nearby hill ,
As she lay down , and let the breeze join in her pleasures.......

Her flowing hair caressed her naked breasts ,
While I watched from a nearby hill.......
She touched herself , in slow deliberate measures ,
Her head thrown back , her utterances shrill.......

As I dared , and stared and watched her have her thrill ,
Her taut delight became a wondrous treasure.......
That day , unseen , and watching from that hill ,
She unknowingly shared with me....... her pleasure.......

                                                                               CEB

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