Lord Cuddle’s Cradle Cravings

she had nothing on but a sarong

Polynesian pareu

hair down to her shoulders flowing

hips moving – full view

as she serenaded him with song

trying his best to stay calm

but mesmerised by her glow

never before had he laid eyes on a creature this beautiful

nothing short of a godsend angel

lavender sleep

cradle cravings

deep in dream

was Lord Cuddle

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