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On High

On High

Smoke escapes lips freshly kissed.
It dances through the air
In desperate attempts to return to her.
For she is the drug
And I can truly understand
 The need for a return.
Seduced by her smile
As she draws closer,
I welcome the embrace.
Does she know
How her body warms my soul?
Looking at me with eyes
That seem to hide
Something deep inside,
This sweet girl ignites my passion.
Further fueling my desire.
Dark, soft skin,
Her body now exposed,
Electric to the touch.
My hand reaches out,
Gently tracing her spine.
She arches her back
Her hand now in mine.
Kissing her neck,
I'm breathing her in.
Inhaling so deep,
My intoxicant.
Enjoying our high.
She stays in my arms
And melts into me.

MP
11/11/19

Written by PoeticInjustice
Published
Author's Note
Another piece about the girl who fell from the sky.
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