temperature

incendiary tactfulness of your mouth
is combined with the savor of my dream
𓇼
my dream longs for you to watch me
happily, tenderly, caressingly, madly
𓇼
madly you to listen to my velvety voice
while your smile slyly bites my lusty lips
𓇼
lips contoured by the temperature
of your whispers circulating unimpeded
𓇼
unimpeded... kissing delicately my valleys
my mountains, my rivers, my flowery
𓇼
flowery is an allusion mirrored in my eyes
chiseled by your love's sublime waves

Comments


Explore Popular Posts From This Blog

Good Sail Through My Allusive Stories

her world

hard-rock-lover

wolf

i'll come running

where I wait

les mots bleus

kiss me...

shh... breathe...

strange color blue