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Little bit if Love
Do you remember when our love
was reckless?
thunderstorms in tinder grass
it blew on a gale
passion screamed raw
unedited poetry, full of mess and wordiness
each kiss mashed teeth to lips
a blur of copper tang and taste
the scent of musk,
the husky way you begged to be taken
now, we are the rain of autumn
that quenches summers thirst
light, gentle
we pour like syrup drizzled
indulgence in familiarity
a favourite meal
the smudged pages of a favourite book
sipped like berry cider
smile at silent directions
that lead to nirvana
where sex isn't just about copulation
but where we are one
I can touch you on the inside
you can feel my caress
we know each others crests and peaks
I hold you tight
as the shivers subside
trace your curves with
finger tips soft as petals
I don't need to say
I love you
but
trace it on your spine
whisper it anyway.
was reckless?
thunderstorms in tinder grass
it blew on a gale
passion screamed raw
unedited poetry, full of mess and wordiness
each kiss mashed teeth to lips
a blur of copper tang and taste
the scent of musk,
the husky way you begged to be taken
now, we are the rain of autumn
that quenches summers thirst
light, gentle
we pour like syrup drizzled
indulgence in familiarity
a favourite meal
the smudged pages of a favourite book
sipped like berry cider
smile at silent directions
that lead to nirvana
where sex isn't just about copulation
but where we are one
I can touch you on the inside
you can feel my caress
we know each others crests and peaks
I hold you tight
as the shivers subside
trace your curves with
finger tips soft as petals
I don't need to say
I love you
but
trace it on your spine
whisper it anyway.
Published 9th Dec 2018
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Romantic and sexy. Favourite lines (for eroticism):
where sex isn't just about copulation
but where we are one
I can touch you on the inside
you can feel my caress
we know each others crests and peaks
I don't need to say
I love you
but
trace it on your spine [could visualise the spine touching moments]
whisper it anyway.
where sex isn't just about copulation
but where we are one
I can touch you on the inside
you can feel my caress
we know each others crests and peaks
I don't need to say
I love you
but
trace it on your spine [could visualise the spine touching moments]
whisper it anyway.
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