Naked, as I am found. Written by blossom666 blossomsworld Wake me with your subtle mind, and fingers tracing curves they find. Let your roaming tongue beneath the blazing sun dance across my skin, here, now in heavenly sin. Take me, without a sound, naked, as I am found. Karen Hayward (c)2015. View original post Advertisements Share this:TwitterPinterestFacebookGoogleRedditTumblrPocketWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.