Seduction (A Collab With Jack Jenkins)

 

What is the value of flesh when anyone can give their body?

He longed to make her mind dripping wet,
To seduce her soul into the liquid honey of his passion,
Braiding moans with the rhythm of their thrusts,
Sensuous nectar glistening from her petals,
To see her naked, not just nude,

He longed to fill her pleasure with wild, tender instincts,
To bathe in the azure ocean that was her eyes,
Crashing in her like the tide against a beach,
A carnal storm against the walls of her heart
To love her like she was only his.



What is the value of skin when anyone can graze its depth?
She longed to press his soul to her lips,
To entice his mind with visions of her own,
Entertwining heartbeats in the raging of the storm,
Borrowing words and moments in this dream that looms,
To see him uncloaked, but far from nude.

She longed to fill his fingertips with unruly bolts of amber,
To bask in the beauty of the smile in her sky,
Gravitating in the abyss of her constellated scars,
A vulnerabilty of tender thoughts...
To love him as if he were made from the remains of her.