deepundergroundpoetry.com
Touchy
In shadows deep,
where whispers dwell,
Fingers trace, like ink in a spell.
On ribs exposed, secrets unfurl,
A dance of touch, in passion's swirl.
Parting sheets, like sanctified rites,
Skin worshiped under moonlit nights.
A surge of wonder, hearts converge,
In silent pleas, desires emerge.
To be adored, in moments tender,
Lost in the reverie of love's splendor.
where whispers dwell,
Fingers trace, like ink in a spell.
On ribs exposed, secrets unfurl,
A dance of touch, in passion's swirl.
Parting sheets, like sanctified rites,
Skin worshiped under moonlit nights.
A surge of wonder, hearts converge,
In silent pleas, desires emerge.
To be adored, in moments tender,
Lost in the reverie of love's splendor.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 2
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 273
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.