Laughing Man

She couldn’t help herself

It felt so good

To have another

Laughing man

It filled her up

In so many ways

Her cup overflowed

All the right things

Just the way she liked

So good

For her body

Her soul

Her mind

She couldn’t get enough

Of that laughing man

The pleasure he gave

Lasted all day

She would catch herself

Smiling at the memory

Laughing herself

Tickled pink

At the thought

Of her laughing man

She only wished

She could find him

Whenever she so desired

But she knew

When the time came

And she needed it the most

Her laughing man

Would be there

Filling her up again

Making her laugh

❤👣Jeanna’ Mead

9 13 a.m. 6.5.19

Www.jeannasoul.com

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