meaningful words · Poetry · Uncategorized · Writing

Bared in Flesh

I feel his warmth against my flesh.

I smell his minty breath upon my lips.

My fingers entwine in his hair;

As to never let go.

He whispers into my ear;

His hardness is captivating my soul;

Pulling me into a place I have never known.

He has me as his prisoner;

I am at his mercy.

He pushes harder and harder.

I feel him completely;

There is nothing between us.

He tells me to release;

But I don’t want too.

Release, he demands.

My body releases;

His body releases.

And we are one.

 

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